Chapter 674 A Method

"This is a spell passed down from the ancestral master, and I really have no other choice, but as long as it's effective, that's all that matters. Stop laughing and try to act pitiable when the Ghost Soldiers arrive, otherwise, you might indeed suffer some petty torments." The first part of my sentence was the absolute truth, while the latter half carried a slight threat. Of course, there was a reason for this, because if the White-Garbed Woman Ghost offended the Ghost Soldiers, she would definitely not be getting any good outcomes.

After all, uttering this spell would directly summon the Ghost Soldiers to the Mortal Realm, and it wasn't that Lord Yama or the Judges of the Underworld, the likes of Black and White Impermanence, had sent them here, so it's certain they would carry some dissatisfaction. If they encountered any imprudent ghostly apparitions, the Ghost Soldiers would undoubtedly vent their frustrations on them.