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I felt a chill run down my spine when I heard that voice, as it was so eerie and unsettling.
I rubbed my arms and shot a disdainful glance at the figure, saying dismissively, "Uncle, you can only use that line to fool a three-year-old. You think you can trick me? Not even close."
"Uncle, I have things to do, so I'm leaving now. Bye!" I forced a polite smile and waved at him before turning to run deeper into the forest.
"Ghost, stop right there!" he shouted, his expression twisting in anger as he controlled a branch to lash out at me.
Even as I ran deeper into the woods, I kept an eye on the large tree behind me. The moment I saw that thick branch coming for my back, I quickly summoned my inner Buddhist Power and swung my Demon-Subduing Staff at it while chanting a Buddhist incantation.
"The Buddhist Sect teaches that all beings have spirits! Life and death are determined by fate, all things share the same realm! Descend from the celestial mountain, return to your homeland! Evil spirits cling to dust, harming living beings! Fall into the Suffering Sea, turn back to find shore! Summoning Buddha's Law, awaken with the Buddha's staff! Namo Amitabha Buddha!"
As soon as I finished speaking, my Demon-Subduing Staff radiated a Golden Buddha Light. Without hesitation, I struck the branch with my staff.
There was a loud bang as my right hand went numb from the impact; I nearly lost grip of my staff and stumbled back several steps.
On the other side, under the illumination of the Buddha light, the thick branch was shattered into two pieces. Strangely, after it fell to the ground, a wisp of Black Ghostly Aura emerged from within and re-entered the tree. After about ten seconds, the severed branch became dry and decayed.
"Ah! You dare to hurt me! I will kill you!" he roared in fury. His body swayed, causing most of the fruits on the tree to burst open, releasing wisps of Black Ghostly Aura that quickly coalesced into a ghostly figure.
I examined the apparition closely and realized its cultivation had reached the level of Millennium Ghost General, likely possessing five or six thousand years of experience. Raising an eyebrow, I dug at my earwax and scoffed, "Uncle, you don't really think this guy can take me down, do you? You must be underestimating me!"
He let out a cold snort and replied icily, "Hmph! Ghost, I've already gauged your strength. This Millennium Ghost General is more than enough to deal with you. He will surely help me eliminate you! If my soul could leave this tree, I'd handle you myself!"
I beckoned towards the large tree with a finger, my attitude brazen as I said, "Cut the crap. If you want to kill me, come at me! But you better be able to catch up first!"
Hearing the words from that face, I realized that his soul could not leave that tree, and a plan formed in my mind. I was not prepared to waste my strength and time here. As long as I escaped deeper into the forest, away from the tree's influence, I could shake him off.
"Come chase me!" I flashed a middle finger at the ghostly figure and then sheathed my Demon-Subduing Staff, sprinting quickly into the depths of the forest.
"You cowardly ghost! You're just a scaredy-cat! Ghost figure, go kill him!" That face shouted loudly, completely unprepared for my decisive choice to flee. According to his plan, the ghost figure was supposed to engage me in battle first, pretending to be overpowered so that I would let my guard down while he ambushed me from the shadows, ensuring my demise at his hands.
"Roar!" The ghost figure let out a chilling scream and darted after me in the direction I had fled. This ghost figure was merely a manifestation of Eerie Aura; it had no consciousness, only a murderous instinct, and it obeyed that face's commands without question—a true killing machine.
After seven or eight minutes of running while fending off the ghost figure, I had only covered about five hundred meters.
I turned back for a glance and found that the large tree had vanished from sight. Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I exhaled deeply and said, "Phew, I've gone far enough now! It's time to deal with this ghost figure!"
Until now, I had been on the defensive during my skirmish with the ghost figure, not revealing my true trump card. Now that I had no worries behind me, I didn't intend to continue entangling myself with it.
I put away my Demon-Subduing Staff and took out the Rusty Sword from my backpack. My fingers lightly brushed against its blade as a glimmer flashed in my eyes. I murmured to myself, "If Bai Bufan can slay a Warden with one sword strike, I want to see if I can do it too!"
"Die! Just die!" The ghost figure roared upon seeing me stop. It quickly conjured a sharp Western Knife from its Eerie Aura and swung it towards my neck.
Seeing the Western Knife coming at me, I didn't retreat but advanced instead. Biting my tongue until it bled, I sprayed some Tongue Blood onto the Rusty Sword's blade. Secretly channeling my Daoist Magic within, I concentrated all my power into that Rusty Sword while simultaneously forming a spell with my left hand and chanting loudly: "Ultimate Earth, Mystical Arts Have Methods, Exorcise Demons and Eliminate Spirits, Three Pure Ones Bestow Divine Power! Spirit Severing Technique, command!"
As soon as my words fell, all of my Daoist Magic was consumed by the Rusty Sword. In an instant, I felt as though my body had been emptied; my legs felt weak and unsteady as if I were about to collapse.
"Chop it!" I gritted my teeth and shouted, swinging my Rusty Sword forcefully at the Western Knife held by the ghostly figure. There was no blinding white light, no sharp sword energy; my Rusty Sword struck the Western Knife like a piece of ordinary iron, clumsily hitting it.
"Bang~~" A crisp sound echoed as my Rusty Sword effortlessly severed the Western Knife, simultaneously slicing the ghostly figure in half.
"Roar~~" The ghost let out a weak wail, its gaze blankly fixed on its wounds. Soon, a gust of Eerie Energy swept through, and its body disintegrated into ashes, vanishing without a trace.
"Damn! I didn't know I was this powerful!" I stared at the spot where the ghost had disappeared, unable to believe what had just happened. Just moments ago, I had annihilated a Millennium Ghost General with a single strike, relying solely on my own strength without the aid of Dog Treasure.
As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt my legs go weak and plopped down onto the ground. I sheathed my Rusty Sword and let out a weary breath, shaking my head. "Phew! It seems I can't use such techniques carelessly; the side effects are too strong!"
(End of Chapter)
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