On the distant Flying Boat, Li Pingyi and the others felt an intensely bone-chilling aura wash over them. It felt as though their Divine Souls were about to freeze, making even breathing difficult.
Right at that moment, Ying Xuetang moved.
She raised those slender phoenix eyes of hers, and the moment her gaze met the thousands of surging ghosts, the lazy complacency on her face instantly vanished.
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