If this development continues, I’ll have to make my move. I gotta think of a way to get rid of the ghost qi that is engulfing Luo Xin street area and defeat the underlings of Altar Master, then this area should become peaceful once again.
Song Shuhang looked at a huge cloud of ghost qi above his head and sighed softly.
After all, he was only a small cultivator in the First Stage Second Aperture Realm. He had never practiced any Buddhist or Daoist scriptures that would allow him to expel evil spirits and ghosts.
Even though he had eight strong evil-warding talismans in his possession right now, the effectiveness of these talismans was limited. Even if he used all of them in one go, he would not be able to eliminate all the ghost qi in the air that was currently engulfing the village.
[1] TL/N: A Daoist superstition that dictates that the blood of a black dog can break the power of evil.