Xie Zhang had a crazed look on his face. The Magical Artifact he drew from his sleeve was shaped like a short whip, its tip shimmering with a dim golden glint.
As the short whip landed on the Mysterious Ghost Spirit across from him, the creature let out a wretched scream.
The moment the Mysterious Ghost Spirit's body touched the golden glint, it was like fine snow meeting a flame—it began to melt away at an unstoppable, rapid pace.
It seemed Xie Zhang's short-whip Magical Artifact was especially effective against Mysterious Ghost Spirits!
The withered-faced Mysterious Ghost Spirit, which had seemed so unfathomable, couldn't even withstand a single strike from that golden glint.
Xie Zhang snatched the forty Primordial Longevity Pearls that fell, a look of joy just beginning to spread across his face.
