There was no longer any room for retreat at this critical juncture.
Although Old Mo had been incredibly powerful moments ago, rendering the Yellow-Clothed Fiend utterly incapable of retaliation, he was now as weak as a person in a vegetative state.
All he could do was breathe and stare.
On the other side, Brother Chen, having inhaled the miasma due to his inability to hold his breath, was now utterly weak and limp. Coupled with his dislocated wrist, a severe injury at that, he had collapsed to the ground, completely devoid of any ability to resist.
As for the middle-aged sister, her condition was even more dire.
She had been so terrified upon entering the room that she had fainted.
The only one left capable of continuing the fight was me.
If I faltered or lost, all four of us would perish here.
Therefore, I had no choice but to engage the Yellow-Clothed Fiend in a desperate struggle.
At this moment, it was a battle to the death.
I would have to endure damage to my face or chest to impale the Yellow-Clothed Fiend with the fox claws.
This scene was observed by Old Mo and Brother Chen behind me.
I raised the fox claws and thrust them down fiercely.
The Yellow-Clothed Fiend also raised its claws, striking rapidly.
Both Brother Chen and Old Mo displayed expressions of shock and apprehension.
Old Mo, unable to cry out, made muffled sounds of concern for me.
Brother Chen, unable to contain himself, shouted:
"Xiao Qin!"
But at this moment, I was truly resolute.
Gritting my teeth, I uttered:
"Die!"
I also roared, bolstering my own courage.
I felt a surge of bravery I had never experienced before.
The blood in my entire body seemed to boil at that instant.
In this critical moment,
Just as our moves were about to collide,
The younger sister of the Yellow-Clothed Fiend suddenly rushed in from the side.
Shouting loudly:
"Sister, don't!"
As she spoke, she grabbed the Yellow-Clothed Fiend's raised claws from the side.
Her face was filled with sorrow.
She continued to cry out:
"No.
Sister, don't kill anymore, don't..."
The female ghost wept.
This action caused the Yellow-Clothed Fiend to stop its strike, unable to lash out.
"Let go, let me go.
Death, all men deserve to die..."
The Yellow-Clothed Fiend growled, seeing my continued assault.
In contrast, I was unaffected.
Even though the Yellow-Clothed female ghost appeared midway, I could not afford to miss any opportunity.
The lives of the four of us now depended entirely on me.
I could not afford a shred of hesitation or mercy; I had to kill this Yellow-Clothed Fiend.
Therefore, I tightened my grip on the fox claws.
I fiercely thrust them towards the Yellow-Clothed Fiend's forehead.
"Ah!"
The Yellow-Clothed Fiend let out a scream of agony.
Its entire body trembled violently.
A burst of yin sha energy suddenly erupted from the female ghost.
The terrifying ripples of yin sha energy repelled both me and the Yellow-Clothed female ghost.
But my fox claws had already pierced the fiend's forehead...
My strike had hit the female ghost's ghost gate on her forehead.
Black energy began to pour out from the wound...
Her entire body began to tremble, swaying precariously, and she stumbled backward repeatedly.
From her mouth came pained roars.
"Ah! It hurts, it hurts..."
With that, she fell to the ground with a clang.
"Sister, sister..."
The Yellow-Clothed female ghost lunged forward desperately.
Watching this, I felt a slight relaxation of my brow.
Because with this stab of the fox claws, I had directly broken the female ghost's ghost gate.
Master had told me.
This was a ghost's fatal weakness. If this was broken,
It would be akin to a person's dantian being ripped apart.
Even if they miraculously survived, they would only be physically crippled.
They would feel breathless and dizzy when walking, prone to falling asleep...
The same applied to a ghost whose ghost gate had been breached.
However, it seemed now that the Yellow-Clothed Fiend's chances of survival were very slim.
My claw had directly penetrated her forehead.
The wound was large and deep.
Besides the dissipation of her soul power, her yin sha energy was also rapidly vanishing...
Her body was becoming translucent, flickering in and out of visibility.
This was a precursor to her soul scattering.
Seeing the Yellow-Clothed Fiend incapacitated, I had no intention of giving her any respite.
As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot.
This was a dangerous profession.
We could not leave any potential threats behind.
I picked up the peach wood sword and walked forward directly.
Preparing to kill the Yellow-Clothed Fiend.
But the Yellow-Clothed female ghost held onto the Yellow-Clothed Fiend tightly.
Crying out in grief:
"Sister, sister..."
Her sorrowful cries conveyed her deep affection for her sister.
Alas, her sister had become a fiend, and it was difficult to reverse.
At least, I did not possess the cultivation to guide a fiend back to a benevolent state.
I moved forward step by step, with killing intent.
However, as I approached,
I was astonished to find that
The fiend, who had been ferocious moments ago, with a face covered in black and red blood streaks.
Had changed.
Her complexion, though very pale, no longer had the spiderweb-like bloodstains.
Even more bizarrely, her white eyes.
Had developed pupils and turned gray.
Had she regained "clarity"?
I was surprised and paused my attack.
Then, the fiend in the female ghost's embrace suddenly smiled gently at the female ghost.
Raising her trembling hand, she gently touched the female ghost's face:
"Little sister, don't, don't be sad.
I, finally.
Finally, I can, I can be freed from this pain..."