The Ghost Tribe army began to ascend along the steps of the giant tree.
The bark of the giant tree was shedding, having withered for countless years, making the ghost spirits before it appear even smaller than ants.
The sixteen Ghost Kings stood around, letting the ghost spirit army scout ahead while they observed the situation.
The mighty ghost spirit army surrounded the entire giant tree, leaving no gaps.
Among the sixteen Ghost Kings, one of them, bald-headed and extremely ferocious, stepped forward.
He wore Buddha beads around his neck and held an oval incense burner in his hand.
Several Ghost Kings exchanged glances, and then the ferocious Ghost King infused Spiritual Energy into the incense burner.
"A trace of Killing Breath, and all ghost gods are traceless."
As soon as he finished speaking, the incense burner began to tremble, and strands of black qi emerged from it.
