Inside the stadium, the music was deafening, incredibly loud. The stands were a sea of ​​people, with only the glow sticks flashing in the darkness. Everyone seemed ecstatic, their screams rising in waves.

Meanwhile, on stage, the young singer seemed to have reached the pinnacle of his performance, his long neck slightly tilted back, his voice resonating deeply and captivating the audience.

The crowd erupted in cheers, rising to their feet to give the singer the loudest applause.

People are clapping, and ghosts are clapping too...

Silver Ring was dumbfounded. She blinked in disbelief and scanned the stage in front of her.

Near the stage, a group of illusory figures swayed from side to side to the music. Their blank, pale faces miraculously displayed an expression of ecstasy.

Not only that, but several dark and gloomy ghosts surrounded the performers, their long heads scrutinizing them as if they were looking at something strange.

Silver Ring's lips twitched, and she looked away.

She turned her head and her gaze fell on a dark figure about ten feet away.

That was the only ghost in the audience; the other ghosts had all gone to the vicinity of the stage.

The ghost was a woman, and an elderly one at that. The ghostly figure was somewhat bloated, with a face full of fleshy muscles; she must have been a formidable old woman in life.

The old woman seemed very angry. She grabbed the young man next to her by the collar with one hand and slapped him across the face repeatedly with the other.

But alas, humans and ghosts are different. No matter how she tried to pat him, she couldn't hit the man's face.

"You brat, what are you doing here to die during the New Year? Get out of here, get out of here, or you'll never get out of here again."

Amidst the deafening music, the female ghost's eerie and anxious voice suddenly rushed into Silver Ring's ears.

Silver Ring was puzzled and listened intently, wanting to hear the truth.

When the female ghost realized that the person in front of her couldn't hear her, she became so anxious that she jumped up and down. In her frantic state, she grabbed a handful of hair. Apparently, she used too much force, and with one claw, she tore off her own head.

As soon as the woman fell, Yin Huan felt a weight on her body; something had fallen on her.

She turned her head, trying to avoid the thing that was leaning against her.

But at first glance, Yin Huan's eyes snapped open, and with lightning speed, she caught the object that was being thrown at her.

Silver Ring: What's wrong with you?

The one who sided with her was none other than Ahui.

Ah Hui's limbs felt weak at this moment, and his slender body trembled uncontrollably.

He steadied himself, stood on his feet tremblingly, and said in a low voice, "I, I, I saw a ghost."

"Can't you be a little more dignified? It's not like this is the first time you've seen a ghost." Yin Huan let go of A Hui: "Look at you, such a coward."

Ahui: "..." How can these be the same?

Every time he saw a ghost or a demon, there was always a buffer period, but just now... he only turned around and saw heads falling down.

It was bad enough that it fell down, but the head that fell down was still mouthing and talking incoherently.

He's human, he's human. Even if he forged a heart of steel, he's still human. How could he not be afraid when he suddenly witnessed something so terrifying?

"Shh—" Silver Ring: "Don't disturb her, just pretend you didn't see anything." Just now she heard the female ghost say something about not leaving if she didn't leave now.

Today is New Year's Day, not Lunar New Year's Eve in China. Ghosts cannot appear on a large scale without the invitation of their descendants.

Moreover, among the ghosts that appeared, besides wandering spirits, there were also several vengeful ghosts.

However, that vengeful ghost didn't seem to be very powerful...

Don't ask Silver Ring how she can distinguish between vengeful ghosts and wandering spirits. It's an innate skill; she can tell the difference between all the spirits present at a glance.

Not only that, she also saw several ghosts who were about to be reincarnated... They were about to be reincarnated, why were they coming to watch the show?

With so many evil spirits gathered, this must be no ordinary gathering.

Silver Ring became interested and wanted to see what these ghosts were up to.

"Take this." Yin Huan reached out and tossed something into A Hui's arms. "You've learned so much whip from me, and today you finally have a chance to show it off. These ghosts are sure to cause trouble, so don't be careless. If any of them dare to bother you, just whip them away."

The whip that Yin Huan handed to Ahui was the same long whip that Luo Mang had used to whip the spider demon.

Although Ah Hui is a mortal and cannot fully utilize the power of this whip, it is forged from the skin of a snake demon and is considered a demon weapon. Even if a mortal wields a demon weapon, its destructive power still exists.

Ah Hui clutched the long whip tremblingly, his eyes bulging with fear.

He exhaled to bolster his courage, then held his breath, straightened his back, and stood ready with a solemn expression.

Ghosts are just ghosts. Ghosts are things that come out of the dead. Before they were alive, they were still human. He's not afraid of demons, so why should he be afraid of ghosts?

I'm not afraid, not afraid at all.

Ahui, who wasn't afraid, inwardly complained.

Damn it, what kind of deity did he run into? He doesn't have the ability to see ghosts, so how can he see them...? Could it be that he has some kind of special talent?

Bah, a ghost's extraordinary talent.

If that's really the case, then why didn't he see any ghosts in his first twenty years?

Ah Hui's ability to see ghosts was nothing unusual in the eyes of Yin Huan and the other demons. It would be strange if he couldn't see these strange things.

Bathed daily in the immense spiritual energy drawn by the silver ring, his previously clouded spiritual platform had long since been illuminated without his knowledge. In other words, he had already acquired the potential for cultivation.

He himself was unaware of this situation. He lived with a group of demons who were completely ignorant of human cultivation methods. Thus, despite having herded cattle and grazed for months, and his spiritual platform having been activated, he still teetered on the brink of seeing ghosts.

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