The demonic daoist was furious, his eyes fixed on us with malice.
At this moment, Mo Ting and I got a clear look at him.
He was a gaunt old man, with purple lips and no eyebrows…
Hearing his words, Mo Ting and I felt no fear.
Instead, Mo Ting retorted,
"So what if I'm presumptuous? Bite me!
If you have the guts, come over and try it yourself, you imbecile!"
The demonic daoist's face contorted in anger at Mo Ting's words.
I had to admit, Mo Ting's acting was superb, as was his insolent expression.
It made the demonic daoist gnash his teeth in hatred.
"Good, I shall personally slay you!"
The demonic daoist roared, and black energy surged around him in his rage.
A gust of eerie wind began to blow around us with a whistling sound.
In an instant, a chilling aura washed over us,
Putting immense pressure on Mo Ting and me.
"Fall back!"
Frowning, I pulled Mo Ting and retreated immediately.
Meanwhile, the demonic daoist lunged forward like a ghost.
His speed was incredible; we only perceived a blur streaking towards us.
In a flash, he was upon us.
Despite the danger, Mo Ting and I were not afraid.
Because our objective was to lure the demonic daoist here.
Now, our goal was achieved.
Just as the demonic daoist was about to attack Mo Ting and me,
Two figures shot out from the weeds to our sides with a swoosh.
It was none other than my master and Daoist Tang.
I held a dark red peach wood sword and pointed it at the demonic daoist.
Daoist Tang, wielding a broad peach wood sword, swung it down fiercely.
Attacking from both sides, they were determined to gravely injure the demonic daoist with a single blow.
The demonic daoist reacted at this moment.
Realizing he had been tricked, he tried to dodge backward.
But he was a step too slow. He managed to evade Daoist Tang's massive sword,
But was wounded by my master's sword and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, my master and Daoist Tang raised their weapons and continued their onslaught against the demonic daoist, giving him no chance to recover.
However, the surrounding water ghosts lunged at my master and Daoist Tang like madmen.
The demonic daoist seized the opportunity, retreated rapidly, and created distance.
He clutched his left chest, wounded by my master's sword, and said venomously,
"I knew it. How could such young Daoists have such boldness.
So there are two old foxes behind them."
My master and Daoist Tang snorted, facing the encirclement of more than a dozen water ghosts.
But what was the cultivation of these subordinate ghosts?
And what was the cultivation of my master and Daoist Tang?
My master was a master exorcist who had reached the True Light realm.
Now, joined by Daoist Tang.
Dealing with these dozen or so water ghosts was child's play.
Within a few exchanges, six or seven water ghosts were already slain…
The remaining water ghosts, frightened, cried out in fear and dared not approach.
My master abandoned dealing with the dozen low-level ghost servants and turned his attention to the gray-clothed demonic daoist:
"Demonic daoist of the Underworld Sect, today will be your death day!"
With that said!
My master charged forward.
Daoist Tang also turned and shouted to Mo Ting and me,
"These few little ghosts are for you to practice with!"
After speaking, he raised his broad sword and followed.
To face the gray-clothed daoist alongside my master.
Seeing my master and Daoist Tang charging at him, the demonic daoist did not flee. He merely extended a hand.
His palm was suffused with black energy, and a sword of rolling black energy appeared in his hand.
"You know my background, so I cannot let you live."
After speaking, he raised the long sword emanating black energy and directly met my master and Daoist Tang.
Wounded, fighting two against one.
Mo Ting and I could not deal with the gray-clothed daoist.
But the remaining six ghost servants became our targets.
"Mo, you go!"
I shouted.
Gripping my peach wood sword, I charged forward.
To me, these water ghosts were more than just the demonic daoist's servants.
They were walking lamps of oil, extensions of one's lifespan.
Only by killing them could I seize the ghost lifespan oil and prolong my own life.
The remaining six water ghosts, though fearful of my master and Daoist Tang, were not intimidated by Mo Ting and me.
Seeing us charge forward, they also howled and pounced.
In their eyes, we were also tasty morsels of blood, extremely tempting.
In a flash, we were engaged in battle with the horde of ghosts.
The sound of peach wood swords slicing through the air, accompanied by low grunts, echoed around us.
As well as the mournful cries of the water ghosts.
Steward Li, hiding in the nearby bushes, dared not move, his eyes wide with shock…
My master and the others fought a fierce, evenly matched battle, two against one.
Eerie winds howled, and Daoist energy surged.
Talismans were slapped out with explosive force.
Their movements and speed were so fast they were almost invisible to the naked eye.
On our side, with six water ghosts, Mo Ting and I each had to deal with three.
Although they were low-level white-clothed ghosts, and water ghosts not suited for land combat,
Facing three each, we could not afford any carelessness.
Any mistake could cost us our lives.
Fortunately, I had enough magical artifacts on me.
And my peach wood sword was quite powerful.
Made of twenty-year-old peach wood, carved with the Seven Star array, it possessed immense Yang energy.
As I swung my sword, the water ghosts before me dared not approach.
Using this advantage, I forced the three water ghosts to retreat continuously.
And I seized an opportunity, raising my hand to unleash a "Evil Suppressing Talisman."
I slapped it directly onto a water ghost's face.
Forming a seal with my left hand, I let out a low cry:
"Spiritual Talisman Dispels Evil, Hasten as the Decree—Break!"