Nameless Wild Ghost abruptly steadied himself, raising his sleeves and recalling the Twelve Black Flags, his hands forming seals akin to spinning car wheels.
The Twelve Black Flags burst with spiritual light, piecing together to instantly form a house-sized lotus phantom that clashed fiercely with the golden rod shadow.
A thunderous roar of wind and thunder erupted dramatically!
Hurricanes soared into the sky, and the Void trembled vaguely; numerous fine white lines appeared amid the shaking, and a storm of gold and black continued to roll wave after wave.
Despite the golden rod shadow being largely shattered, the lotus phantom surrounding Nameless Wild Ghost also trembled ceaselessly, breaking nearly in half, as he was once again knocked backward.
A flash of fear flickered through the ghost's eyes; using the rebound force, he turned and fled into the distance.