Chapter 1911 The Guest Arrives

Mt. Dracorite's leaders weren't surprised as they had already witnessed Wynter summoning Grim and Vesper before. As for the wronged souls, their eyes flickered with a glimmer of hope upon hearing her words. However, this situation didn't require Grim and Vesper's presence. Wynter knew only a couple of underworld guards were needed to escort these wronged souls to reincarnation. Wynter's lips parted slightly, and within seconds, a thick mist rolled in from the distance. Within the mist stood two figures, each gripping a soulcrusher staff—a standard equipment for dealing with any wronged souls that resisted. Normally, cultivators needed to set up an altar, perform rituals, offer tributes, and respectfully invite the underworld guards. But Wynter had done nothing. With just a few murmured words, the underworld guards had rushed over at her call. This was truly an eye-opener for the cultivators present. The two underworld guards had been about to enjoy a good meal when they heard som