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As Fang stepped into the formation, the Yang Fire within it immediately enveloped her, igniting in flames around her body. Her soul was set ablaze by the Yang Fire, covered in a layer of red flames, making her spirit unstable, flickering in and out.
"Ah! Big Brother, I feel so uncomfortable!" Fang clutched her head with both hands, turning to look at me with a pained scream. She swayed unsteadily, trying to move outside the formation.
The ghosts outside trembled in fear at the sight of Fang, retreating from the formation. Only Yang Guanghua did not step back; he approached and grabbed my right hand, demanding loudly, "You dead priest, what have you done to Sister Fang?"
I nodded towards Fang inside the formation, giving her an encouraging look. To be honest, I hadn't expected the Yang Fire inside to be this powerful, but it wasn't too dangerous.
Seeing my gaze, Fang hesitated and did not leave the formation. She stopped screaming, her body trembling continuously, yet she gritted her teeth and refused to give up.
I couldn't help but regard the girl before me differently. I shook off Yang Guanghua's grip and replied coolly, "You just watch carefully!"
After a few seconds, the Yang Fire around Fang burst forth again, transforming into a fist-sized flame. At the same time, a mass of black mist emerged from her Spirit Cover; this mist was none other than Fang's Eerie Aura.
Fang looked at her body and noticed it had become translucent, giving off a pure feeling. Confused, she asked, "Big Brother, what's happening to me?"
Seeing Fang's soul, a glimmer of insight flashed in my eyes. No wonder the reaction of the Yang Fire was so intense; it was entirely due to Fang's unique soul.
As I hesitated about whether to keep Fang here, a hand reached out from the black hole—Ghost Messenger Wu Ke-Pan grabbed Fang's ankle and laughed heartily, "Haha! I didn't expect that taking a stroll would lead me to such a treasure!"
"Step aside; I'm taking this girl with me! Don't even think about any funny business! Haha!" Wu Ke-Pan declared as he pulled Fang's soul into the Underworld without giving me a chance to intervene. I shook my head in regret. However, given Fang's special constitution, she should be fine following Wu Ke-Pan.
I touched my ear and politely addressed Wu Ke-Pan below the black hole, "Brother Wu, I'll leave these ghosts to you; I'll take my leave first!"
"Go ahead! For this girl's sake, I'll take care of all these ghosts!" Wu Ke-Pan replied cheerfully, clearly pleased with Fang's unique nature.
I didn't linger any longer and turned to head home. When I came out earlier, I hadn't brought any magical tools with me. Since I would soon have to deal with that group of Ghosts under Teacher Liu, for safety's sake, I decided to go back and grab the Seven Star Mysterious Dragon Sword, and also call Jiang Bao along.
Before I left, I paused for a moment to look back at the Ghosts and said, "As I've said before, if you believe in me, step into the formation and be reborn. If you don't believe, then it's not my concern."
After saying that, I turned and walked away.
Seeing that I was really leaving, the Ghosts stood there in confusion, none willing to step into the formation.
"Ghosts, stop dawdling! Get in here!" Wu Ke-Pan beneath the black hole was getting impatient. He reached out his hand and summoned a child directly into the formation.
"Ah!" The child had no idea what was happening before he was thrown into the black hole by Wu Ke-Pan, without even a chance for Yang Fire to wash away the Eerie Aura.
Sensing the Yang Fire inside the formation, Wu Ke-Pan snorted disdainfully and extinguished it with a flick of his hand. "Hmph, this door keeper really is overly sentimental, always causing trouble—just like his master!"
After extinguishing the Yang Fire, Wu Ke-Pan reached out again to grab another Ghost. Those Ghosts were already terrified and scattered in all directions, but no matter where they fled, Wu Ke-Pan could easily catch one with a casual grab.
About two minutes later, all the fleeing Ghosts had been captured and thrown into the black hole, leaving only Yang Guanghua standing dazed outside the formation, not moving an inch.
Wu Ke-Pan didn't immediately go after Yang Guanghua; instead, he mocked him, "Ghost, are you so scared that you've wet your pants? Why are you standing still? Haha!"
"Hmph, stinky Ghost Messenger, don't look down on people!" Yang Guanghua retorted fearlessly.
"Stinky Ghost Messenger?! You're asking for death!" Hearing Yang Guanghua's words made Wu Ke-Pan somewhat angry. He released a trace of Ghost Messenger aura to punish Yang Guanghua.
As soon as Wu Ke-Pan's Ghost Messenger aura was unleashed, Yang Guanghua's face immediately turned pale, and his body began to tremble slightly.
Wu Ke-Pan chuckled lightly and said, "Hey, Ghost, weren't you tough before? Why are you quiet now? If you beg me, I might let you go!"
Yang Guanghua raised his head to look at the black hole in the formation, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins. He refused to back down to Wu Ke-Pan and instead shouted even louder, "Stinky Ghost Messenger, what makes you so special!"
After Yang Guanghua shouted, his eyes turned completely red, devoid of any white. Immediately, a thick smoke of black and red surged from Yang Guanghua's Spirit Cover, helping him resist Wu Ke-Pan's pressure.
"Oh, this is interesting!" Wu Ke-Pan thought as he observed Yang Guanghua's performance. He realized that Yang Guanghua possessed another kind of special physique. If the previous one was a pure physique, then Yang Guanghua before him represented an indomitable and violent nature.
Now Yang Guanghua was tapping into his inner potential. Wu Ke-Pan did not hesitate; he seriously controlled his own aura, doing everything he could to assist Yang Guanghua in completing his transformation.
This process lasted for three or four minutes until Yang Guanghua reached his physical limit. He let out a reluctant roar and then collapsed to the ground, his soul flickering uncertainly, on the verge of dissipating.
Seeing Yang Guanghua fall, Wu Ke-Pan quickly pulled him over and laughed heartily, "Haha, this ghost is indeed strong, but just to my liking!"
"Haha, I never expected to have such an encounter this time. This Koudmen really is a lucky person. Well, since I've benefited from him, I might as well help him out a bit; otherwise, old Koudmen will nag me endlessly!"
After saying this, Wu Ke-Pan bent down to pick up three copper coins from the ground and threw them into an empty space behind the house. The moment the coins landed, ripples spread across the ground; two of the coins fell through while only one remained on the surface. The scene looked quite eerie.
Once Wu Ke-Pan finished these actions, he retracted his arm and pointed at the Yin-Yang Path. Instantly, the black hole on the ground vanished as if it had never appeared.
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