Chapter 127: A Narrow Escape from Death [Second Update]

Pang Feng's Fireball Technique proved effective, as the white-faced man was about to burn to ashes. Desperate, his form instantly turned into a wisp of black smoke, frantically scurrying inside the Ghost Nurturing Jar.

A cold smile appeared on Pang Feng's lips, his hand pinched a spell, igniting another Paper Talisman attached to the outside of the Ghost Nurturing Jar.

In the darkness, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, as if the dark heavens had split in half, the power of this lightning almost enough to destroy the realm created by the Ghost Nurturing Jar.

Yin Gods fear lightning more than anything, and Pang Feng deploying the Lightning Talisman was his trump card.

A bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, striking directly into that wisp of darkness. A shrill scream echoed; the white-faced man had nowhere to hide and immediately appeared, his mouth full of blood, his face pale as paper: