Old Mo held Chen Yao.
To our left and right were shattered Bagua mirrors, the master's incense ash scattered across the ground, and the Crimson Phoenix peachwood sword that had fallen not far away.
Although I hadn't seen the events unfold.
It was definitely Chen Yao's help that allowed Old Mo and me to escape the female ghost's illusion of desire.
Seeing her covered in blood, her clothes torn.
She must have also been in a fierce battle.
Perhaps it was those several heavily injured ghosts, as those ghosts were now gone.
But how did she, a novice who had just joined, manage it?
Could it be that she used her own blood?
With a heart full of questions, I quickly shielded the two of them, my gaze fixed on the female ghost in the distance.
"How is Xiao Yao?"
I glanced back slightly and asked, keeping a wary eye on the female ghost not far away.
Chen Yao coughed softly, catching her breath:
"I, I'm fine."
Hearing Chen Yao say she was fine, I let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Martial Uncle had asked me and Old Mo to take our junior sister out for experience and broaden her horizons.
If we were to send junior sister off on her first night, Martial Uncle would surely beat us to death upon our return.
But at this moment, I couldn't dwell on what had just happened.
The female ghost retracted her tongue, her face contorted with ferocity.
She glared at us with venom and let out another roar:
"Damn men, damn men..."
With that, she raised her claws and lunged at us.
This female ghost's resentment was so great, her constant cry of "damn men" suggested she had died because of a man.
Seeing this, I quickly shouted:
"Old Mo, here she comes!"
After speaking, I quickly formed a sword finger and urgently whispered:
"Heaven and Earth, limitlessly! Qiankun, borrow the law! Decree!"
As the words fell, I pointed at the other two peachwood swords lying beside us.
With two "whoosh" sounds, the two peachwood swords instantly soared into the air.
Guided by my sword finger, they shot directly towards the yellow-clothed female ghost.
The yellow-clothed female ghost lunged, and a wave of yin-sha energy surged towards us.
An icy chill instantly enveloped us.
Her sharp ghost claws, like curved blades.
They met the peachwood swords I was controlling with two "bang bang" strikes.
The two peachwood swords were knocked down, and one of them was directly split in half.
Seeing the ghost's swift approach, I could only grip my peachwood sword and charge forward.
This time, I directly mobilized the Yin and Yang Qi within my dantian.
With a downward slash of my sword, I met the ghost.
The female ghost was already in a berserk, desperate state.
Her suicidal attacks were more than I could handle.
However, it wasn't just me. Old Mo was there too.
Old Mo picked up his peachwood axe and charged forward:
"You dare hurt my junior sister, I'll take your life!"
Old Mo roared, his voice loud, echoing through the entire forest.
Coupled with the state of the divine summoning spell, it hadn't ended yet.
He immediately unleashed a thunderous axe strike.
With a "buzzing" explosion.
Electric arcs danced, and even I felt my skin tingle, my hair standing on end.
At this moment, Old Mo and I, left and right, attacked the female ghost in unison from two directions.
I used Qiankun True Law combined with Yin and Yang Qi.
Old Mo used divine summoning spell combined with lightning pháp.
This left the female ghost no longer able to cope.
After about twenty exchanges, the female ghost was repelled by my sword sweep, her body losing balance, revealing an opening.
Seeing this opportunity, I immediately shouted:
"Old Mo, full power strike!"
Our coordination was seamless. At this moment, with my shout, Old Mo instantly understood.
In an instant, both of us trembled.
Our cultivation was fully unleashed, and the true qi within our bodies circulated wildly.
At the same time, we activated the little Yin and Yang Qi we possessed, instantly igniting it.
With a sword strike towards the female ghost, I yelled:
"Heaven and Earth, limitlessly! Qiankun, no law! Annihilate!"
Beside me, Old Mo unleashed his twin axes:
"Lightning pháp, Lightning Axe!"
I thrust my sword forward, and Old Mo leaped into the air, bringing his twin axes down.
In an instant, two terrifying energies engulfed the female ghost.
The female ghost, feeling the impact of the divine aura, did not dare to be careless.
However, due to the earlier opening she had created, she could not evade immediately.
She could only raise her claws, to directly withstand the full-power strike from Old Mo and me.
If she were in her peak state, she might have been able to barely resist.
But now, she was not capable.
Injured earlier, coupled with her continuous casting of desire illusions on us, she was already weakened.
Facing the full-power strike from both of us, she simply couldn't withstand it.
Carrying a fierce divine aura, Old Mo and I unleashed our full-power strike.
With a "boom" of an explosion, a gale instantly swept outwards.
Ripples of energy vibrated, continuously surging outwards.
Chen Yao, ten meters away, was pressed by the divine aura, struggling to breathe.
As for the female ghost, under the ferocity of the power, she let out a piercing scream.
"Ah!"
Her entire body, like a cannonball, was blasted five meters away.
With a "bang" she hit the ground, rolling several times.
As expected of a peak yellow-clothed ghost on the verge of advancing to red-clothed.
She didn't die from the full-power strike from Old Mo and me.
However, she was not far from death.
Old Mo and I gave her no chance to breathe, turning and charging towards her.
The female ghost, knowing the danger, staggered to her feet.
She cast a venomous glance at us, opened her mouth, and spat out a cloud of black mist.
Seeing the black mist, I struck out with my palm.
The black mist was dispersed by the divine aura, and the female ghost had already turned and floated away into the forest.
Her speed was not very fast, I would definitely be able to catch up.
But Old Mo, standing beside me, was gasping for breath.
I knew his divine summoning spell was about to end.
So I said:
"Old Mo, you go look after junior sister. I'll chase that female ghost!"
Old Mo didn't overexert himself and nodded:
"Be careful, I'll follow after I rest for a bit."
"Alright!"
With that, I ignored Old Mo and pursued into the forest.
Old Mo looked at me a few times, formed a sword finger with his hand.
Then he sat down on the ground, as if deflated, breathing heavily.
Although the divine summoning spell was powerful, it was also a technique that drained the body.
It allowed for an explosive burst of extremely powerful strength in a short period, even surpassing a cultivation level, but it couldn't be sustained.
Chen Yao saw Old Mo sit down and quickly went to look after him.
Meanwhile, I had already chased into the forest.
This female ghost would surely die tonight.
The female ghost was severely injured, and even while floating, she was swaying unsteadily, her body flickering in and out of visibility.
I followed along the old grave slope, continuing to pursue.
After about eight to nine hundred meters, I entered a particularly remote part of the forest.
And the female ghost seemed to have reached her limit, unable to float any further.
She stopped beneath a large tree.
Seeing the female ghost had stopped, I cautiously moved closer.
To my surprise, beside the large tree where the female ghost had stopped, there lay a set of withered bones.
The flesh had long since rotted away, leaving only the dirt-stained skeletal remains and a female garment that had not yet fully decayed.
Judging by the degree of decay, it must have been several years.
Seeing this, I was slightly stunned.
Could this be the corpse of the yellow-clothed female ghost?
Before I could react, the female ghost looked at me, her eyes filled with venom.
Seeing me approach, the female ghost let out an "aoooh," a low growl.
"Men, all deserve to die..."
Her tone was filled with endless hatred and malice.
The female ghost used her last ounce of strength to lunge at me.
But at this moment, she was no match for me.
With a single sword thrust, I impaled her.
With a "bang," she was pinned to the trunk of the tree.
Her body was burned by the peachwood sword, emitting a "sizzle sizzle" sound, with black smoke constantly rising.
The female ghost was in great pain, roaring "wuwuwu" at me and struggling.
Between choked gasps, she seemed to be cursing me, uttering words like "stinky man."
I didn't know what the female ghost had endured in her life.
But she had undoubtedly died because of a man, which fueled her immense obsession and resentment.
However, facing a wraith that had already become a fierce ghost.
Completely devoid of reason, driven solely by resentment and obsession.
All I could do was kill her...