As the sound faded, the suppression talisman Jiang Qingyu had drawn earlier violently shattered. Amidst the howling ghost wind, it held on for three full seconds before dissolving into the sky.
Green miasma swept back in once more, and ghostly figures began to surge outside the ancestral hall gates, wailing mournfully as they gathered together as if performing some kind of ritual!
A sharp screech rang in Jiang Qingyu's ears, piercing her eardrums. She covered her ears, her face contorted in pain.
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