As soon as the old man finished speaking, he suddenly twisted his head and looked towards the hospital. Yang Xiao was puzzled, but ten seconds later, a dark gray fog slowly emerged from that direction. It seemed alive as it writhed towards their location.
This familiar gray fog struck Yang Xiao head-on—it was the Daoist robe old ghost. It... it had found them again!
The haunting presence never seemed to dissipate.
However, this time with a Netherworld-level master nearby, Yang Xiao wasn't too frightened. It's just that his good sister's plans were foiled. After all, trying to consume the Daoist robe old ghost in front of a Netherworld-level master without revealing his presence was almost impossible.