It had been a long time since Zhi Tong felt frightened because he was usually the one scaring others.
He quickly calmed himself down and tried Yun Buyao's words. He replied with his thoughts, "I know!"
Yun Buyao received Zhi Tong's feedback and answered, "Be careful."
Zhi Tong relaxed his breathing and looked up at the night sky. Dark clouds completely covered the moon. The dark aura at midnight was as strong as the night wind that covered the sky. Zhi Tong felt that spiritual energy had filled his body!
He slowly raised his hand and muttered softly, "The power of the evil spirit—The Birth of All Spirits!"
As soon as he finished speaking, light white ghost spirits slowly floated out of Zhi Tong's black cloak. After these ghost spirits appeared, they consciously floated in all directions.
