The mixed-quality spiritual ghost surged with dark energy all over its body, struggling madly as it let out a series of shrill, piercing roars.
Standing by as protector, Ling Qianxue changed color at the sound of the piercing roar, feeling a throbbing pain in her head.
Zhao Yu furrowed his brows slightly, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed out a stream of blood essence that entered the body of the mixed-quality spiritual ghost. Then, while reciting the secret technique from the Ghost Control Technique, he activated his mana and placed his palm directly on the head of the spiritual ghost.
The mixed-quality spiritual ghost's body continued to tremble, emitting several piercing screams, as dark energy churned around it.
From the array, countless flashes of spiritual light shone, firmly suppressing the mixed-quality spiritual ghost.
A few breaths later, the mixed-quality spiritual ghost's eyes became lifeless as Zhao Yu erased all its consciousness.