Chapter 108
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Chapter 108: The Grievous Soul of a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator!
Success!
The Taoist was overjoyed.
The power of this thousand-year vengeful spirit was extremely strong. As long as it entered Fang Yu’s body, it would surely tear apart Fang Yu’s soul and then occupy his physical form!
After that, the Taoist could use the secret technique of the Xuanming clan to absorb this vengeful spirit into the mask! In this way, Fang Yu would be easily dealt with, and he would successfully absorb the vengeful spirit into the mask, achieving two goals with one action!
However, after the vengeful spirit entered Fang Yu’s body, he did not suffer as the Taoist had expected.
He didn’t even change his expression, still standing in place.
“A mere vengeful spirit thinks it can occupy my body?” Fang Yu’s gaze was icy, his eyes glowing red.
He extended two fingers of his right hand and pointed them at his forehead.
A flash of white light appeared at his fingertips, and immediately a piercing scream echoed from within Fang Yu’s body.
This scream was not just a single voice, but a chorus of voices, as if hundreds of infants and women were wailing! The sound was piercing, chilling to the bone, and terrifying!
Li Xiaomo, who stood beside Fang Yu, was so frightened by the screams that her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.
“Since you’ve come in, don’t think you can leave easily,” Fang Yu said coldly, the white light on his fingers growing more radiant.
At the same time, the screams emanating from his body grew increasingly shrill.
This scene was not only bizarre but also spine-chilling.
The Jin family members standing on either side of the hall turned pale, their eyes filled with fear.
The Jin family… truly had ghosts!
As the screams continued, a wisp of black smoke slowly emerged from above Fang Yu’s head.
The black smoke seemed to be struggling desperately, trying to escape from Fang Yu’s body.
The Taoist, witnessing this scene, was greatly shaken.
Fang Yu before him could actually resist the erosion of the thousand-year vengeful spirit and even force it out of his body?
What kind of technique was this!?
But the Taoist was only shocked for a moment before regaining his composure.
Since this thousand-year vengeful spirit could not directly tear apart Fang Yu’s soul, he should absorb its power into the mask!
With this thought, the Taoist grasped the peach wood sword and waved it in the air, chanting incantations.
“Xuanming power, soul, come quickly!”
The Taoist shouted, pointing the peach wood sword at Fang Yu.
A strong gravitational force appeared in the air, forcibly pulling the thousand-year vengeful spirit out of Fang Yu’s body!
A wisp of black smoke floated through the air and quickly entered the Taoist’s mask!
The screams abruptly ceased!
The hall suddenly fell silent, with only the sounds of frightened people crying.
Fang Yu looked at the Taoist before him, his gaze stern.
At this moment, the originally dim blue eyes of the ghostly mask glowed with a black light!
A powerful aura emanated from the Taoist!
“Boom!”
The tables and chairs beside him were blown away by this force, and the Jin family members standing on either side of the hall were knocked to the ground.
“Master Wu, Master Wu…” Jin Deyuan, the head of the Jin family, looked at the Taoist in the center of the hall, his body shrouded in black gas, his face horrified.
He had spent a fortune to invite Master Wu to cleanse the Jin family’s ghosts.
But now, Master Wu had instead become possessed by dark energy, looking more like a ghost!
Especially the ghostly mask on Master Wu’s face, which was truly terrifying!
“I didn’t expect to encounter such a powerful vengeful spirit in this small place! Truly, heaven is helping me! Hahaha…” The Taoist laughed heartily, his voice having changed.
In addition to his original voice, it was now layered with another hoarse voice, sounding extremely eerie.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes as he looked at Wu Baiyu.
At this moment, the aura emanating from Wu Baiyu faintly possessed the might of the Nascent Soul stage.
Clearly, the vengeful spirit he absorbed into the mask had been at least a Nascent Soul cultivator in life, and most likely an evil cultivator.
A vengeful spirit of an evil cultivator from over a thousand years ago… quite interesting.
However, Fang Yu was well aware that no matter what techniques Wu Baiyu used, he could not fully unleash the vengeful spirit’s power.
“Kid, what’s your name?” Wu Baiyu asked, looking at Fang Yu, the black light in the mask’s eyes flickering.
Fang Yu’s expression was indifferent as he replied, “I killed your clansman; as for my name, you don’t need to know.”
“Still so arrogant when death is imminent? Just right, I can use you to test the power of this vengeful spirit!” Wu Baiyu said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, he let out a low roar and struck out a palm toward Fang Yu.
A cracking sound echoed through the air as a tremendous force surged toward Fang Yu!
Fang Yu’s expression remained calm as he raised his right hand to block in front of him.
“Boom!”
A loud noise reverberated, shaking the entire hall violently!
The chandelier on the ceiling swayed violently before crashing down!
Right beneath it was Li Xiaomo, whose legs had gone weak and was in a daze from fear.
Fang Yu lifted his foot and kicked Li Xiaomo, who was sitting beside him.
A gentle stream of true energy pushed Li Xiaomo to a safe spot in the corner of the hall.
At that moment, Wu Baiyu let out a low roar and waved his hand forward.
A wave of black mist surged toward Fang Yu.
Above the black mist were faces of ghosts—men, women, and infants—each with twisted expressions, eyes filled with resentment, mouths wide open, revealing sharp fangs, as if they wanted to bite off every piece of flesh from Fang Yu’s body.
“After absorbing the vengeful spirit, can you use its techniques?” Fang Yu squinted slightly, growing more curious about the Xuanming clan’s soul borrowing secret technique.
The black mist quickly engulfed Fang Yu.
“Enjoy the taste of being devoured by countless ghosts!” Wu Baiyu laughed heartily.
But his laughter had barely lasted two seconds before it stopped.
The black mist enveloping Fang Yu suddenly began to emit white vapor, accompanied by a series of piercing wails.
The ghostly faces on the black mist widened their eyes, filled with sheer terror.
“What’s happening?” Wu Baiyu’s heart sank.
The white vapor rising from the black mist increased, while the wailing from the ghostly faces diminished.
Soon, the black mist began to thin out!
Fang Yu stood in place, surrounded by a faint red true energy.
This true energy burned like flames; as soon as it touched the black mist, it ignited immediately, producing white smoke until the black mist was completely incinerated!
These vengeful spirits could not touch Fang Yu’s true body at all!
“How is this possible?”
Seeing Fang Yu’s calm expression, Wu Baiyu felt a twinge of unease.
“It seems you can only unleash about half of the vengeful spirit’s original power,” Fang Yu said.
Wu Baiyu let out a furious roar, exerting force beneath his feet, and vanished from his spot.
“Half power is enough to kill you and avenge my clansman A Jiu!” Wu Baiyu shouted as he charged toward Fang Yu.
Looking at Wu Baiyu before him, Fang Yu curled his lips into a cold smile and said, “If you had stayed back, you could have played a little longer. But by coming close, you’re just asking for death.”
Wu Baiyu looked at Fang Yu’s smile and, for some reason, felt his heart skip a beat.
But since he had already charged forward, there was no reason to retreat.
He let out a loud shout, unleashing all his aura, and his right fist gathered an immense amount of true energy, striking toward Fang Yu.
Fang Yu remained expressionless as he extended his right hand, firmly blocking Wu Baiyu’s punch.
All of Wu Baiyu’s strength was concentrated in that punch.
Yet when it made contact with Fang Yu’s palm, it caused no damage whatsoever.
“Poof!”
Instead, Wu Baiyu was knocked back by a powerful rebound of true energy, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Fang Yu seized Wu Baiyu’s right fist and twisted it forcefully!
“Crack!”
Wu Baiyu’s wrist snapped off!
“Ah…”
Wu Baiyu let out a scream, and at the same time, he attempted to counterattack Fang Yu.
But at that moment, Fang Yu had already launched his left fist! The target was directly aimed at the ghostly mask on Wu Baiyu’s face!
“Bang!”
Several cracks appeared on the ghostly mask, shattering it!
Once the mask fell away, it revealed Wu Baiyu’s pale face, filled with terror.
To him, this young man looked like a devil!
How could he be so strong?
His mask was forged from Nine Heavens Cold Iron and had true energy condensed upon it for protection.
Yet Fang Yu’s seemingly casual punch shattered the mask, causing over a decade of his hard work and effort to go to waste.
“You… who exactly…” Wu Baiyu looked at Fang Yu, wanting to say something.
But Fang Yu raised his foot and kicked him in the abdomen.
“Bang!”
Wu Baiyu was sent flying over ten meters, crashing heavily against the wall, which cracked upon impact.
