The Post Sky Tipping Era

"Someone obtained the Mysterious Object that harbors the grudges of the dead, and only when such Mysterious Objects are moved from their original places do the lost souls and fierce ghosts bound by these grudges spread out uncontrollably."

"How is this possible, though? They were just five ordinary people, how did they manage to survive in the hands of the Earth-bound Spirit?"

"Could it really be that someone is fated for greatness, or is it just sheer luck?"

The woman who had activated her Spirit Medium capabilities flashed a hint of surprise in her eyes. She had thought those people were completely hopeless and would die together on the second basement level, but unexpectedly, a miracle had indeed occurred.

"Since they’ve got the item, it’s our turn to reap the benefits now," Crow said, his voice deep and tinged with excitement.

"Hold on, we can’t approach the building yet."

A radiant glow shone from the woman’s eyes. In her line of sight, countless Vengeful Ghosts drifted around the nearby collapsed building. Many of them noticed her presence and rushed towards her, but they quickly dissipated in mid-air.

Without the Mysterious Object to sustain them, these beings couldn’t last long and would soon vanish.

This polluted world not only hindered people’s cultivation, but it also protected the world’s inhabitants indirectly.