Amidst the hoarse cries, a woman in yellow appeared on the rooftop of the dilapidated building.
She was clad in a yellow dress, her black hair swaying wildly in the night wind.
Her pale face, coupled with dead-fish-like eyes, exuded an intense oppressive aura.
From her vantage point, she gazed down at me.
Even though we were still far apart, I sensed that this female ghost's power surpassed that of the male ghost.
She might have reached the mid-stage of the Soul Palace realm.
Despite her slightly higher cultivation than mine, I was confident in my ability to defeat her with the aid of my magical artifacts.
Seeing the female ghost's appearance, I remained unfazed.
I simply watched her.
The male ghost, pinned beneath my feet, croaked, "Wife, save me..."
As soon as the male ghost spoke, the female ghost replied in a low voice, "You stinking Taoist, if you dare to harm a single strand of my husband's hair, I will ensure you die without a complete corpse..."
Her voice, like surround sound, echoed from all directions.
Coupled with the swirling cold wind, it felt like the biting winds of winter, slicing through my skin.
However, I was not intimidated by the female ghost's threat.
With a firm grip on my peach wood sword, I swiftly plunged it into the male ghost's neck, right before the female ghost's eyes.
Streams of black blood began to flow, but upon contact with the ground, they dissipated into black smoke and vanished.
The male ghost's eyes widened in agony.
He emitted sounds of "Aaaah..."
His eyes, filled with terror, fixed on me as I twisted the peach wood sword and lifted it.
With a flick, I severed the male ghost's head.
With a "bang," the male ghost's body exploded like a balloon, turning into a wisp of black mist that disappeared before my eyes.
His soul and spirit were scattered.
"Husband..."
The female ghost cried out in alarm, completely taken aback by my ruthlessness.
To kill him so decisively, without even exchanging further words with her.
"Aaaaah..."
Seeing me kill her husband, the female ghost lost her composure.
She shrieked with a furious madness.
Instantly, the surrounding cold wind began to howl, whipping up a gale of malevolent energy.
The female ghost on the rooftop lunged downwards, charging at me.
"I will make you die..."
Her voice was piercingly sharp, filled with boundless rage.
Seeing the female ghost pounce, I quickly drew a talisman with my left hand and flung it towards her.
I swiftly retreated two steps, forming a single-hand sword-finger gesture with my left hand.
Then, I let out a low roar:
"May the spiritual talisman banish evil; quickly, as the law dictates, break!"
The talisman I threw flashed with yellow light and exploded with a "boom."
A wave of talismanic power surged towards the charging female ghost.
I had expected that under the force of the talisman explosion, the female ghost would be repelled.
To my surprise, not only did the female ghost not retreat, but she pressed on directly.
Her pale face was scorched by the talismanic power, revealing a terrifying visage.
Her claws lunged straight for my head.
Good heavens, this female ghost was ready to fight me to the death.
I raised my peach wood sword to block.
With several "bangs," I was forced back two steps by the female ghost's sharp claws.
"Stinking Taoist, I want you dead, dead..."
Her voice, laden with endless fury, attacked me like a madwoman.
I continued to block, searching for an opportunity.
The female ghost's cultivation was likely superior to mine, possessing the mid-stage Soul Palace realm.
However, relying on my peach wood sword, I was able to fend her off.
But this was only temporary, and I found myself at a disadvantage.
After more than ten exchanges, the female ghost's momentum began to wane.
I swept my sword out, forcing her back.
I drew another talisman with my left hand, holding it ready.
After retreating, the female ghost pounced again.
I blocked her attack as planned.
But with my left hand, I raised the talisman and slammed it towards the female ghost's forehead.
The female ghost, startled, made a strange movement to dodge.
The talisman missed, and she simultaneously lunged towards my neck.
I too was startled and dodged to the side.
This female ghost possessed some skill.
However, for me at this moment, she was the best whetstone.
"Not bad, you're perfect for me to practice on!"
I spoke coldly.
I continued my assault.
I did not employ the Qiankun Zhenfa, nor did I intend to dispatch her quickly.
Instead, I planned to use her as a sparring partner.
For me, it was only through constant combat that potential could be unleashed.
It was in battle that I could better improve myself.
The female ghost continued to attack me ferociously.
Her ghostly movements made me lose track of her at times.
Fortunately, everything was still within my control.
After about a hundred rounds, in the midst of the battle, I continuously and reasonably utilized my spiritual energy output, coordinating various magical artifacts.
Not only was I unharmed by the female ghost, but my attacks became increasingly fluid.
Her ghostly movements were no longer as effective.
Each time, I could lock onto her position through prediction.
"Ran out of tricks?"
I spoke coldly.
If this was all the skill she possessed, then I would no longer bother with this female ghost.
The female ghost was enraged but helpless against me.
She became even more furious upon realizing that I was treating her as a whetstone, as a sparring partner.
"Stinking Taoist, don't get too smug."
With that, the female ghost suddenly retreated two steps.
She opened her palm, and an iron needle suddenly appeared.
It was about twenty centimeters long and emitted black fumes, making it unclear what it was.
Seeing this, I was momentarily stunned.
I thought, this formidable ghost actually came up with a weapon?
But in the next second, I abandoned that thought.
Because the female ghost, holding the black-fuming iron needle, directly plunged it into her own celestial spirit's crown.