Wu Yingying dropped the corpse and leaned forward, trying to rescue Fatty as quickly as possible. The Hungry Ghost also did its best, but it was too late. The moment the lower half of the puppet burst forth, they lost the initiative.

Only then did they realize that the previous attack on Jiang Cheng was more like a feint, while this attack on Fatty was the real killer move!

But now, all they could do was watch helplessly as the half-puppet approached Fatty little by little. Then, a strange black mist emerged from the half-puppet and quickly condensed into a complete puppet.

The puppet extended its dark claws and grabbed at Fatty's chest, seemingly intending to tear out his heart in one fell swoop, leaving him no chance.

Jiang Cheng's eyes were filled with despair. The next second, warm blood splattered on his face. Fatty was hit and fell to the ground. The puppet that had attacked was already caught by Wu Yingying and torn to pieces in an instant.

However, as Fatty rolled around on the ground in pain, Jiang Cheng's heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled. Fatty clutched his bleeding arm, struggling vigorously, and it seemed he wouldn't die anytime soon.

The puppet's fatal blow had actually missed.

The next second, Tang Qisheng, who had finally reacted, looked at Fatty with a terrified expression. "Did you guys see that? Just now... just now there was a hand next to him. It was that hand... that hand pushed him, that's how he was saved..."

Of course, everyone saw it, and Yao Shunyu not only saw the hand, but also knew that the owner of the hand was identical to Jiang Cheng, like a spirit dwelling in Fatty's body, but no one spoke up. "What hand?" Yao Shunyu frowned. "What nonsense are you talking about? Come up and help!"

Yao Shunyu helped Fatty up. Jiang Cheng quickly checked Fatty's injuries. Fortunately, the wound was on his left arm, a scratch. Although it looked terrible, it wasn't fatal, but it was bound to hurt. Fatty sucked in cold air from the pain.

Tang Qisheng instantly understood after Yao Shunyu's "hint." With so many experts present, how could only he and Zhu Jie have seen the hand? So, the conclusion was that everyone had seen it, but they didn't want to talk about it.

Knowing too much could bring about one's own demise. Tang Qisheng belatedly slapped his forehead, put on a smile, and hurried over to help, pressing down on Fatty's arm to stop the bleeding. "Oh, I was so scared just now, my eyes were playing tricks on me. Where was any hand? Brother Fugui is blessed by the heavens, as the saying goes... a rainbow between his eyebrows!"

Although Fatty was in terrible pain, he was still conscious and grimaced as he lectured Tang Qisheng, "Since you call me brother, then I'll teach you a lesson. Don't ever use that 'rainbow between his eyebrows' saying again. I've heard two people say that during missions, and both of them... both of them died, died a horrible death."

Hearing this, Tang Qisheng felt a chill run from his head to his toes. He didn't know if Fatty was really giving him sincere advice or if he was threatening him, warning him to keep his mouth shut and not say what shouldn't be said. Tang Qisheng swallowed and nodded vigorously, his voice trembling uncontrollably. "Don't worry, Brother Fugui, you can rest assured, I'll never... I'll never say that again, I wouldn't dare to say it in this lifetime."

Jiang Cheng tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes to bandage Fatty's wound. He tightened it hard, and Fatty twitched in pain, grimacing and complaining to Jiang Cheng, "Can you guys be a little gentler? I'm not dead yet, but that doesn't mean you can torture me to death."

After confirming that Fatty was not seriously injured, Jiang Cheng pulled Fatty up. "Are you okay? Get up and walk around."

With the crisis on Jiang Cheng's side resolved, the situation on Master Shui's side was also coming to an end. The butterfly finally broke through the black mist barrier, but unfortunately, its power was also exhausted. As it fluttered towards Shao Tong, it gradually withered and eventually turned to ashes.

Shao Tong was unharmed, but he also noticed the butterfly. He reached out blankly and only caught a few specks of butterfly ash.

At this moment, the three puppets that were fighting fiercely with the Killer Scarecrow and the Soul-Eating Demon also retreated defensively and returned to the vicinity of the black mist barrier, as did the other two puppets that were injured but not killed by Master Shui.

Master Shui on Jiang Cheng's side was at the end of his rope, and Wu Yingying had exhausted her remaining strength with her earlier attack. Relying solely on the Killer Scarecrow and the Soul-Eating Demon, they were unable to break through the defenses of the five puppets, and the Hungry Ghost had to stay behind to protect them from any unseen puppet attacks.

The scene was temporarily deadlocked, but this stalemate was extremely unfavorable to Jiang Cheng's side. After all, this haunted building was the Guild Master's home ground. He could recover while fighting. From the remains of the slain puppets, wisps of black mist constantly emerged, eventually gathering into the black mist barrier and onto the Guild Master's body.

Wu, in order to stall the Guild Master, was willing to trade injuries for injuries. The battle between the two entered a white-hot stage. At this moment, Wu and the Guild Master seemed to be holding nothing back, unleashing all their killer moves. For a time, layers upon layers of blade light and the black mist composed of countless human faces fought together, the scene as bloody as a boundless purgatory.

But Jiang Cheng noticed that Wu had switched his left-handed saber to his less proficient right hand. Wu's left arm hung down, clearly seriously injured.

If they continued to fight like this, defeat was only a matter of time. Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. They had found the Guild Master's weakness, that Shao Tong, but now they didn't have the power to kill Shao Tong.

In mid-air, the Guild Master showed an opening, and Wu slashed open his lapel with a saber, while his left fist took advantage of the momentum to gather strength and strike out, hitting Wu's already seriously injured left arm. Wu was knocked back a dozen steps. Before he could steady himself, the Guild Master had already appeared behind him.

Having fought until now, Wu's speed was obviously no longer keeping up with the Guild Master's speed. This haunted building was also suppressing him and Master Shui, as well as the power of the Great River Maiden. This battle was never a fair fight from the start.

Realizing this, Wu swung his saber back, but his speed was ultimately slower. Seeing that the Guild Master was about to strike down with his palm, suddenly, the Guild Master's expression changed drastically, and the speed of his palm strike was also affected. Wu seized the opportunity, dodging the strike while leaving a saber wound on the Guild Master's chest.

The injured Guild Master retreated dozens of meters. This was not because of Wu's attack, but because he had actively avoided the battle. In mid-air, the Guild Master clutched his wound and gasped for breath. He didn't look at Wu, but at the barrier below his feet, the one trapping Shao Tong, and his face gradually became ferocious.

In the barrier, Shao Tong was holding up a broken table leg. The cross-section of the table leg revealed sharp wooden splinters, and at this moment, the wooden splinters were dripping with blood.

Shao Tong also looked up at the Guild Master in mid-air. The next second, he suddenly smiled and stabbed the sharp wooden splinters into his bloody abdomen again.