Reaching out his right hand, Lu Yun pointed a finger at the akasha ghost in midair.

Fwoosh!

A fierce black flame swirled atop his fingertip, circulating into a huge vortex.

“What is this… how is this?!” The ghost howled in despair, cowed by the crushing aura that emanated from the youth below.

At this moment, Lu Yun seemed like a lord of creation. The fate of every being was at his whim.

“You sin-steeped thing dares approach me? Heh… hehehe… die.” Nevertheless, it was a struggle for him to force out these words.

Hum.

The Judgment of Life and Death took full effect.

The ghost shrieked once more, this time in pain; its body caught on fire and disintegrated into ash in the blink of an eye. An ominous force rose from the afterimage of its charred...