The owner of the bone flute must be a cultivator as well.
The cemetery used to be an ancient battlefield. It was haunted by countless spirits.
He almost lost his back then. Fortunately, he was a cultivator with death-type abilities.
The bone flute was a precious item. It captured countless spirits with its previous owner.
He trained hard once he acquired the bone flute and was able to finally master it.
There were over ten thousand spirits inside the bone flute, so he had an endless army at his beck and call.
The spirits would attack the soul, so even Saint level cultivators would find it hard to fight back.
It was why he was not afraid after learning that Wilbur was a Saint level cultivator.
The bone flute was his trump card.
The Zanders were terrified and screamed at the top of their lungs.
They could not believe Dean was able to summon ghosts.
They were scared out of their minds, especially Yolanda. She pissed her pants and fell to the ground.
Wilbur formed a silver longsword in his hand when Dean summoned the Undead Spirits.
The longsword ignited with silver flames. Many runes appeared in the flames as the longsword slashed at the incoming spirits.
The spirits immediately screamed in horror when they touched the silver longsword, turning into ashes and smoke at once.
Wilbur slashed through the incoming spirits calmly like it was a walk in the park.
Dean was shocked to see that and said menacingly, "Let's see how long you can keep this up. My spirits are endless."
"Oh yeah? Let's see how many spirits you can summon," Wilbur said with a smile. He waved his longsword formed from spirit energy around and kept slashing through the spirits as though Dean was an insignificant distraction.
Dean was furious. He kept infusing more spiritual energy into the bone flute. More spirits rushed out from the clouds and threw themselves at Wilbur.
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