The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics

An old man stepped forward, smiling warmly, "The famous 'Little Heavenly Girl' is here."

Yun Ying blushed, humbly said, "Master Fang, please don't tease me."

"Not teasing at all, who in Hai City hasn't heard of the 'Little Heavenly Girl'?" Another person, Daoist Chang, holding a horsetail whisk, walked over and said.

At this time, Officer Liu came over, "Everyone, follow me, the body has been brought over."

Entering the inner room, a bone-chilling cold greeted them, and before their eyes lay a bloody corpse, still dressed, without any treatment.

Everyone stepped forward together, observing carefully, and that's when the differences in individual cultivation became apparent.

Some were forming seals, some chanting mantras, others drawing talismans.

A few minutes later, Yun Ying spoke first, "There are many wounds on his body, especially his legs and arms, the bite marks don't look like those of a beast or a human, more like a ghost."

Another old man stroked his beard, agreeing, "Miss Yun is right, an Evil Ghost has inverted serrated teeth, a large gaping mouth, matching these bite marks exactly."