But this kind of attack seemed to have no effect on the ghost shadow.
The ghost shadow instantly passed through the tiger-shaped puppet, flew behind Chu Ning, and then pounced toward Chu Ning's back.
At the same time, an invisible protective shield suddenly lit up on Chu Ning's body.
The black ghost shadow hit it and was directly bounced away.
"Hmm?"
The thin, dark-skinned old man chasing from afar saw this scene, and a look of uncertainty appeared in his eyes again.
He knew that this moment's black ghost shadow was not like before when he casually threw the Soul Summoning Banner outside the Spirit Realm.
Now it was under his control, and this black ghost shadow had gathered over sixty percent of the Yin Souls within the banner.
He believed that such an attack would not only affect someone like Chen Chengzong, a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator.
Even a newly formed Golden Core Cultivator would suffer severe damage to their divine sense if caught off guard.
