The Master Who Can Summon Wind and Rain
編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation
At this moment, Li Qingyu felt ashamed and could not suppress his fear. His admiration for Master Mo was like a torrential river that flowed endlessly.
At this moment, it did not look good for the others.
Indeed, there were many snakes, insects, rats, and ants on the ground.
They gathered slowly.
"Moo…" The old cow that Xie Qiao had brought with her let out a cry. Its hooves stomped the ground anxiously. The rooster chased after the insects and occasionally crowed.
With the black dog and a few other livestock crying, the evil energy in the formation weakened a little.
Vengeful spirits floated out.
What surprised Xie Qiao was that the vengeful spirits that floated out of the 18 Buddha statues were not very powerful. They only looked a little scary and eerie.
The truly powerful ones were the vengeful spirits of the three scholars.