"You Daoist of the Five Immortals Temple, what are you saying! Do you mean my power isn't enough to break old nun Yuan Jing's damn array?"
The ghost had been trying inside the Qingjing Tower for quite some time, but without any results. Hearing Yu Yangzi's words was a severe blow to him. He was a competitive person and couldn't stand being looked down upon.
"Move aside, all of you!"
The ghost took a deep breath, and his black robe suddenly inflated like a balloon. In the next moment, even his body swelled up.
"Break!"
With a loud shout, the ghost sent a flash of light into the array. The array slightly trembled, and the glow protecting the Spirit Root suddenly changed color. Frowning, the ghost stared at it, but suddenly a white light shot out from the array and struck him. The ghost was sent flying out of the tower, falling to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
"Master Ghost!"
