Chapter 380

The two sentinel spirits appeared on the stone bridge again, dragging several spirits behind them. As they crossed the bridge, one of the sentinel spirits suddenly changed his expression. "Do you smell that?" The other sentinel spirit sniffed the air, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "It's the scent of a cultivator. Such pure spiritual energy, it must be a cultivator! If we find this cultivator, we can offer them to the Ghost King." Just as he finished speaking, a talisman flew through the air, accompanied by a fierce shout. "Die, evil spirit!" "You overestimate yourself," the sentinel spirit sneered, swinging a crimson chain that ensnared Madison mid-air. With a firm tug, he pulled her back down to the ground. "So, it really is a cultivator. Her spiritual energy is so pure." One of the sentinel spirits approached and pressed a Spirit Staff against Madison's shoulder, pinning her down and rendering her immobile. "A mere little cultivator dares to intrude into Ghost Town? Yo