Chapter 1 The Evil Ghost

The evil ghost was now releasing waves of yin energy.

Its gaze, fixed on Yuan Muye, gradually became filled with desire.

A fourth-level evil ghost was already quite powerful. The souls of ordinary humans didn't have much effect on strengthening such a being.

But if it consumed the soul of a human with a certain level of power, that would definitely be useful.

Like a Iron Soul or Bronze Soul.

The evil ghost sensed that Yuan Muye's soul was extraordinary, which was why it wanted to devour him.

Yuan Muye felt a surge of emotions.

He hadn't expected this thing to be so strong.

His earlier strike hadn't had much effect.

This baffled Yuan Muye.

He didn't have any better ideas on how to deal with this thing.

The Big Fish Sword in his hand still gleamed with cold light.

A chilling aura emanated from the blade.

The evil ghost stared at Yuan Muye as if he were food, and quickly charged at him.

Yuan Muye retreated, rapidly changing his position. The evil ghost was large and bulky, not nearly as agile as Yuan Muye.

This quickly gave him another opportunity to slash at the evil ghost's back.

The strike tore another gash in the evil ghost's body.

This gash was just as obvious as the previous one.

The black energy on the evil ghost's body began to dissipate, but it condensed as quickly as it dissipated.

Li Pangpang, seeing this, was shocked. He exclaimed, "What is this evil ghost? It's so powerful!"

"It can't be killed at all!"

Wang Yajie couldn't help but murmur.

He felt like he had narrowly escaped death.

If Yuan Muye and Li Pangpang hadn't saved him earlier, he might already be dead.

Thinking of this, his gratitude towards Yuan Muye intensified.

"Kid, you're asking for death!"

The fourth-level evil ghost roared.

Then, its massive body lunged at Yuan Muye. Yuan Muye knew he couldn't fight this thing head-on.

So, he dodged several times in succession.

...

"Director, we can't contact Team Five at all."

"No news at all?"

"No. We can only lock onto their location, but they're probably in mortal danger."

A group of people marched down the street.

They didn't seem to fear the evil ghosts.

Indeed, no evil ghosts appeared to block their path.

The person in the center was about forty years old, six-foot-three, tall and imposing, with an aura that set him apart from ordinary people.

"Director, if everyone in Team Five is dead, then this evil ghost is definitely not easy to deal with. Please, don't take unnecessary risks."

Someone tried to dissuade the director.

The director's expression changed slightly. He glared at the speaker and said, "Do you think I can stand by and watch them die without doing anything?"

An oppressive force descended.

The director's features were firm, his eyebrows thick and heavy.

His words carried a strong, intangible pressure.

The person felt the pressure and immediately fell silent.

Everyone was on high alert. Some had even secretly ordered that if they encountered an unbeatable evil ghost, they must protect the director first.

Everyone responded silently, careful not to let the director hear.

The group turned a corner.

They heard the sounds of fighting.

"Wait, I'll go check it out,"

said a thin man.

Everyone stopped, tacitly agreeing to his suggestion.

He hurried forward and saw Yuan Muye fighting a fourth-level evil ghost.

His pupils widened, and he felt a surge of emotion. Without delay, he turned back and reported, "Director, someone is fighting an evil ghost."

"Are they our brothers?"

the director asked.

The man hesitated, but quickly gave a definitive answer. "No."

"Who is it then? What kind of person?"

"A completely unfamiliar face,"

the man said, a strange look on his face. "And..."

"And what?"

the director urged.

"The evil ghost seems to be a fourth-level evil ghost."

His words stunned everyone. The director's expression also changed slightly.

Fourth-level evil ghosts were rare even in Jiang City.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

someone asked.

"Absolutely not."

He quickly gave a definitive answer.

The director, without hesitation, strode forward and saw Yuan Muye fighting the fourth-level evil ghost.

From the looks of it, Yuan Muye was at a disadvantage.

"Director, should we help?"

someone asked.

The director didn't immediately answer. He said slowly, "Let's not be hasty. The others in the department are still missing. Let's find them first."

"Yes, Director."

Everyone responded.

"You all split up and search. If you find anything, contact us immediately."

Everyone acknowledged and dispersed.

But the director didn't leave. He left two people to continue watching.

Yuan Muye's fight with the evil ghost had entered a heated stage.

"Damn, this evil ghost seems to be getting stronger and stronger."

"Yeah, it's really strong."

"We can't just stand here and watch. We have to find a way to help!"

Li Pangpang was anxious.

But he didn't know how to help Yuan Muye.

Yuan Muye knew the situation was bad. He retreated several steps, changing his position.

He was growing increasingly anxious.

He cursed inwardly.

He had been contaminated by some of the yin energy.

He felt a pressure.

And that pressure was increasing.

He had to find the right opportunity to use the Frost Palm on the evil ghost, or he'd be in trouble today.

Thinking this, Yuan Muye didn't hesitate and began to retreat quickly.

Everyone watched this.

Suddenly, someone said, "Is he trying to run away?"

"Looks like it."

Li Pangpang realized Yuan Muye's intention and said, "Lao Yuan, you should have run a long time ago. Why did you wait until now?"

"Lao Yuan, this way!"

Li Pangpang suddenly waved and shouted.

Li Pangpang had thoroughly scouted the terrain. Seeing that Yuan Muye wanted to run, he naturally told him the escape route.

But he was wrong. Yuan Muye had no intention of running. He was looking for the right opportunity and timing to deal a fatal blow to the evil ghost.

Li Pangpang shouted a few times, but Yuan Muye didn't seem to hear him.

He continued to run in the other direction, which made Li Pangpang anxious...