Wen Yan sensed that while there were restrictions, flipping the table wouldn't be too difficult.
So, he decided to have a chat with this Evil Ghost. After all, having just arrived here, the Evil Ghost before him, capable of withstanding his Yang Energy, should know far more than those militias.
Wen Yan carefully sensed his surroundings. According to the rules, he also needed to offer his own points.
"I have some questions for you. Can you answer them honestly?"
"According to the rules, if you win, you call the shots, but you only get one chance."
"I see..."
Wen Yan was a bit disappointed. He directly raised the Chunjun Mace and added the Great Sun Blessing. Instantly, countless streams of light surrounded the Chunjun Mace, transforming it into a massive fireball, held aloft by Wen Yan.
The power from the Red-faced Evil Ghost, transformed into a domain-like restriction, started limiting his power.
