Although the old man was powerful, he found it quite troublesome to face both the Headless Ghost and the blade-wielding ghost at the same time.
The primary reason was that their coordination was far too seamless.
For example, the blade-wielding ghost's kill threshold was seventy, and the Headless Ghost's was sixty.
The power of the elder's attack was a full hundred.
Logically, he should have been able to kill them easily.
But at the critical moment, the two of them would always share a portion of the damage for each other, causing the other's defense to reach a hundred and one, just barely evading the kill threshold.
Initially, the elder thought it was a coincidence and increased his energy output.
However, he discovered that the opponents could precisely match the kill threshold every single time!
This was terrifying!
It was like scoring high on an exam; while difficult, many people could do it.
But suppose that person could not only score high but also control every single point to be exactly the same.
Who would be more terrifying?
This left the elder somewhat astonished. These two Yin souls were clearly weak, yet their combat awareness was frighteningly high.
If he weren't so powerful himself, he might have actually met his end here.
At this thought, divinity erupted from the elder, and the forceful energy directly pushed the two ghosts back.
“Brute force overcomes all skill!”
“An eternal truth throughout the ages!”
The blade-wielding ghost was shrouded in a monstrous baleful aura, and the wind whipped the surrounding decorations into a frenzy!
The Headless Ghost stepped forward, its muscles bulging as the black smoke erupting from its neck grew denser, obscuring the field of vision.
Buzz~
A cold glint of light sliced toward the elder's neck.
Clang!
The elder blocked the attack with a casual wave. Spirituality gathered into a pestle, which he swung toward the blade-wielding ghost's head.
But at the very moment he was about to strike, the figure of the blade-wielding ghost in front of him suddenly transformed into the Headless Ghost!
Swoosh!
The spiritual pestle struck nothing but air.
There was nothing he could do; after all, the Headless Ghost didn't have a head!
Taking advantage of the moment the Headless Ghost blocked the elder's vision, the blade-wielding ghost placed a brand on a hidden spot on the oil painting.
It knew very well that even if it teamed up with the Headless Ghost, they couldn't kill this elder.
This meant there was no time to search for the liver.
After today, there was a high probability that the Lyu family would move the oil painting, so it decided to secretly apply a brand instead.
This would make it convenient whether Yin Yang tried to communicate with it later or searched for it through the brand.
After completing this task, it charged at the elder once more.
In that brief moment of distraction, the Headless Ghost had nearly been beaten to death by the elder. Fortunately, its recovery power was truly staggering.
Boom!!!
The two ghosts joined forces in a full-power eruption, directly punching the elder through the wall and sending him flying outside.
Outside, Lyu Xiaofeng was currently locked in a fierce battle with Wei Yu.
When he looked up and saw where the elder had flown out from, his expression immediately turned grim.
Others might not know, but how could he not?
That was where the Lyu family’s treasures were hidden!
Seeing Lyu Xiaofeng's gaze, the elder's expression also became extremely unsightly. Feeling he had lost face, he stopped worrying about collateral damage and poured his energy into the large hole in the wall.
Swoosh!
A figure braved the spiritual pressure and rushed out, managing to show its face to everyone with great difficulty.
It was the ‘masked man’ played by the blade-wielding ghost!
Then, right before everyone's eyes, it rushed back into the hole in the wall and vanished.
Those on the periphery who hadn't charged into the Lyu estate all witnessed this scene.
...
“So many lost souls.”
Under the curtain of rain, Yin Yang watched the transcendents dying in the Lyu estate, the corners of his mouth curling up.
As a High Priest, he was far too familiar with lost souls.
Especially these souls that died with deep resentment—souls of transcendents, no less. This was practically his home turf.
Yin Yang pulled up his mask and spoke softly with the Words of Command.
“Do you want revenge?”
Lyu Xiaofeng, who was in the middle of combat, felt a sudden chill and instinctively sensed that something was wrong.
But at this moment, Wei Yu was glaring at him like a predator, leaving him no time to think about anything else.
If he could see spirits, he would have noticed that with Yin Yang’s words, every single spirit in the courtyard turned to look at Yin Yang’s position.
Their movements were perfectly synchronized, their gazes venomous and cold.
“I can give you a chance—a chance to avenge your grievances.”
“But you only have five seconds.”
“If you are willing, you may kneel to me now.”
Hearing Yin Yang’s voice, a portion of the lost souls immediately knelt on the ground.
The moment they made this gesture, an invisible force instantly drew them away.
Seeing this, more and more spirits knelt. Lyu Xiaofeng felt his body growing colder and colder. He keenly sensed that something was wrong; something had definitely happened around him!
“Hahahaha~ Second Brother! I’ve avenged you!!!”
Wei Yu laughed maniacally, his body having mutated to the point where only his face still looked human.
his lower body had completely transformed into a massive centipede, while his upper body was covered in dense scales. From time to time, bulges could be seen beneath the scales, as if something were trying to crawl out from inside him.
“Lyu Xiaofeng!”
“Give me back my brother’s life!”
Wei Yu lunged at Lyu Xiaofeng. Er Niang and the bald man both looked uneasy.
They hadn't expected the usually steady Wei Yu to lose his head like this.
Looking at his current state, he was clearly on the verge of losing control. Even if they won in the end, he likely wouldn't be able to return to his original form.
Should they leave now?
Initially, they thought they were coming to the Lyu estate to find the masked man and commit some arson and murder along the way. They hadn't expected Wei Yu to have a personal vendetta against Lyu Xiaofeng.
Although they were partners, their relationship wasn't so deep that they were willing to risk their lives for someone else's personal grudge.
Er Niang and the bald man exchanged a glance, understanding each other's thoughts perfectly.
But before they could escape, the gold-masked man intercepted them.
In just that short time, he had already dealt with his previous opponents.
If the two of them wanted to leave, he certainly wouldn't allow it!
His fists, as large as sandbags, swung toward them with the sound of breaking air.
The bald man and Er Niang had no intention of trying to block. An attack with that much force was not something a human could withstand.
On the other side, Lyu Xiaofeng’s divinity erupted as he intended to thoroughly deal with Wei Yu.
In a three-on-one fight, it was a bit difficult for him to score a kill.
But in a one-on-one, it was easy!
Yet at the very moment his divinity flared, a dark shadow appeared out of thin air and lunged at him.
The shadow could barely be identified as humanoid, but it was composed of countless blurred human faces.
The faces roared at him soundlessly.
Lyu Xiaofeng’s expression changed wildly upon seeing the shadow, and even Wei Yu across from him became full of vigilance.
Because they felt ‘humanity’ coming from that dark shadow!
Without giving Lyu Xiaofeng a chance to dodge, the shadow pounced directly onto him.
“Get off me!!!”
Lyu Xiaofeng roared, the divinity within him erupting fully!
But the divinity could not completely destroy the shadow in an instant.
The shadow gave a casual flick, causing the light ball held in his hand to fall to the ground.
As everyone knows, things dropped on the ground are fair game.
And Yin Yang was a very frugal man.
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