The Post Sky Tipping Era

"Li Yi!"

However, just at that moment, a hoarse yet angry voice suddenly echoed through Ghost Street.

Someone was actually calling his name.

This unexpected event caused Li Yi’s face to suddenly change, and he instinctively turned toward the sound, only to see an entire troop of ghost soldiers approaching in ancient armor. Some bore Hanging Man Spears, others wielded Ghost Head Big Sabers, and their hollow eye sockets emitted a greenish glow, resembling ghost fire from the underworld and chilling to behold.

Amidst this troop of ghost soldiers, there was a giant ghost, towering over three meters tall, dressed in Gun Clothes and resembling an underworld dignitary. Its face was ashen and bluish, eerily grotesque. At that moment, the giant ghost looked furious, as if it had an age-old grudge against Li Yi.

But Li Yi didn’t recognize this giant ghost; nonetheless, he instinctively felt he should probably run fast, or else being caught by the giant ghost might mean death on Ghost Street.

Without hesitating further, he took out the Mud Horse and dripped his own blood on it.

Stimulated and guided by the blood, a fierce wind immediately surrounded the Mud Horse, and a tall, majestic Yin Horse appeared.

"Go, back to Tianchang City," Li Yi mounted the horse.