The Yin-Yang Symbol Art of the Six Jia

Thunder and lightning are natural enemies of evil spirits. With five furious thunderbolts striking down, even the millennium-old ghost, Huang Xikong, couldn’t avoid getting injured.

Wanwan hesitated, wondering if this thunderous strike, filled with the might of heaven and earth, was not enough. But then she noticed that the black aura surrounding the ghost on the opposite side had dissipated by half, and his soul had become slightly transparent.

However, the surrounding Yin energy quickly surged again, enveloping the man in the crimson robe.

Wanwan’s face turned serious as she swiftly threw out a few protective talismans. She turned to Xia Zhihuai and said, “Brother, you should stay further away.”

Xia Zhihuai was deeply worried, but he couldn’t be of any help. He could only immediately take the protective talismans and shield the few souls behind him, keeping them at a safe distance.

“Wanwan, be careful,” he said with great concern.