Ye Chu is not a vegetarian either. He is almost instinctive. He doesn't think much. He pushes his hands in front of him and creates a terrible black-and-white vortex within a hundred miles.

"whoosh..."

"ah..."

"what is this!"

the ghosts closest to Ye Chu were swept into the black-and-white whirlpool in a twinkling of an eye. Many of them gave out screams and shrill roars. They didn't think of what it was.

"fusion!"

Ye Chu didn't know when he understood the Yin and Yang of Taiji. His hands were swinging again. The black-and-white whirlpool closed heavily and turned into a group of light and shadow in his palm.

finally seeped...