Countless Ghostly Creatures, both young and old, surrounded the monunt, kneeling down.
Over a million ghosts knelt simultaneously, their bowing movents rising and falling like waves.
A few Western Hell tourists, with red and yellow hair, kept exclaiming "oh my god!" and were part of a group of Eastern-faced ghosts who were fervently bowing their heads with great devotion.
Among them, so "young ghosts" looked confused, clearly not understanding the situation before them.
They simply followed a group of Old Ghosts blindly, bowing repeatedly, chanting things like "God bless," "seeking a match," "seeking rit," "seeking Netherworld Currency."
The gathering of over a million ghosts and the collective dispersal of Soul Power created an unmissable spectacle.
It even triggered a small tide of Yin Qi.
Even so Ghost Kings enjoying themselves nearby were drawn in, casting amazed or delighted glances toward the monunt.
"It’s so stunningly vibrant, today was definitely worth coming!"
Lu Wenwu, holding up his phone and starting to record, remarked with deep emotion.
Black 985 beca sowhat conceited, speaking without looking back: "I tell you, Xiaowu, our Underworld’s Moon Worship Festival is a marvel. It’s a pity you missed the Mid-Autumn Festival early party. Hey! That was truly lively! But this Moon Worship Festival is not bad either, listen to how miserably they’re shouting below!"
"It’s already very lively!" Lu Wenwu didn’t turn his head, "In all my years, it’s the first ti I’ve seen hundreds of thousands... oh no, it’s millions of ghosts bowing before a Fla Monunt!"
"Fla Monunt?"
"Millions of ghosts bowing?"
Black 985 and Bai Er Yi Yi froze instantly.
Sitting in the co-pilot seat, Black 985 turned around to see Lu Wenwu recording and asked, "Bro, what are you looking at? We don’t have such large bowing events at the Moon Worship Festival, nor is there a Fla Monunt."
"Huh? Then what am I looking at?" Lu Wenwu was taken aback, pointing towards the direction they ca from.
Bai Er Yi Yi looked puzzled too.
So he switched the Flying Boat to hover mode, stood up with Black 985, and looked in the direction Lu Wenwu pointed.
Then...
The normally calm Bai Er Yi Yi’s face changed from white to black, then from black to green, his entire expression collapsed.
"Emperor Fengdu above, that’s the damn Underworld monunt on fire, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Quick, go put out the fire!"
While shouting, he didn’t even sit down, but extended his legs to stomp the accelerator hard, almost tearing the control lever.
Lu Wenwu: "???"
Huh?
So this wasn’t a show, it was an accident?
I was wondering how the monunt in the Underworld was so cool, the designer’s skills must be impressive to create such an aweso monunt.
Turns out it’s on fire...
Wait, if it’s on fire, why are these Old Ghosts worshiping it?
The entire Flying Boat suddenly drifted as it started, nearly throwing Lu Wenwu and Black 985 off.
Black 985 also seed unable to hold it together.
Quickly pulling out a communicator to call for reinforcents.
Soon after, a large number of Black and White Impermanence and Ox Head and Ma Mian arrived, followed by a big group of Ghost An.
Ox Head and Ma Mian maintained order, Ghost An controlled the plaza crowd, while Black and White Impermanence cast spells simultaneously to swiftly extinguish the raging ghost flas atop the monunt.
When the ghost flas went out, the monunt’s top had burned away a whole layer!
Now it looked like an obelisk.
Lu Wenwu, who was sitting on a Paper Boat, finally saw clearly that a half-dead Old Ghost seed to be lying on the burnt monunt top.
The entire ghost looked as if it had been struck by Thunder, scorched and cracked externally, and fragnted internally.
Thunder... but sohow it seems there’s hope?
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