Could it be... there were people with abilities even before the Eternal Night?
Wang Ye took a deep breath as he watched the middle-aged ghost walking ahead, seemingly not noticing him and Zhou Han at all. Wang Ye frowned slightly.
"It didn't trigger the ghost's murder rule?"
Wang Ye muttered to himself, then took off the rope and threw one end into the air.
Zhou Han caught the rope and exchanged a glance with Wang Ye...
Along the way, she had already understood the use of the rope, and was also shocked by its formidable power.
"Tie him up!"
Wang Ye only said one word, but Zhou Han instantly understood his intention.
Then the two, one on the ground and one in the air, held each end of the rope respectively, and frantically wound around the ghost.
In just a few seconds, the rope was wrapped around the ghost.
His somewhat stiff gait came to a halt, looking as suppressed as the previous ghosts, with vacant eyes.
"Did it work?"
Wang Ye frowned slightly. Was it too easy?
Zhou Han let out a joyful laugh, her eyes fixed on the prayer beads on the ghost's wrist.
"This rope of yours is just too amazing!"
Zhou Han cheered as she landed on the ground and ran towards the ghost.
In the distance, Wang Ye, who had been staring intently at the ghost, suddenly changed his expression: "Retreat, quick!"
From his angle, he could see the ghost's fingers twitch slightly!
"Hmm?"
Zhou Han subconsciously stopped in her tracks, looking at Wang Ye somewhat puzzled.
Then...
The ghost's only eye suddenly opened, emanating a sinister glow, and the rope trembled slightly before falling to the ground.
Wang Ye's pupils shrank slightly!
The rope...failed?
Ever since obtaining the rope, it had brought Wang Ye great convenience during several supernatural events.
But he didn't expect...
Facing this guy, the rope had actually...lost its effect.
"Damn it!"
Wang Ye gritted his teeth slightly, gently took off the paper money stuck to the back of his hand. The next second, his hands gradually emanated an eerie red glow.
On his palms, a ghostly face with a gloomy smile emerged.
And Zhou Han, who was already close to the ghost, suddenly met the ghost's gaze.
The next second...
The middle-aged ghost's face revealed a somewhat stiff smile, then his eyes flickered with faint red light.
Zhou Han's face instantly turned pale.
There was a trace of panic in her eyes.
She...couldn't move.
The ghost then slowly raised his arm, facing Zhou Han from afar, and hacked down at her with a slow speed...
Although the arm was far from Zhou Han, a bizarre wound suddenly appeared on top of Zhou Han's head, blood trickling down slowly.
As the ghost's arm fell, the wound grew bigger and bigger.
"Long range curse kill?"
"Not a curse kill, it's..."
"Shadow!"
Wang Ye stood in the distance, his mind racing frantically, and suddenly, he saw a shadow emerge from the middle-aged man's body, connecting to Zhou Han's shadow from afar.
And that shadow was holding a knife, hacking at Zhou Han's shadow.
Wang Ye gritted his teeth, facing the ghost's eyes, he suddenly raised his palm. On his palm, the ghostly face abruptly opened its eyes wide, casting a resentful gaze at the middle-aged ghostly shadow.
The middle-aged ghostly shadow trembled slightly, and the arm suspended in mid-air froze in place, no longer falling down.
Taking advantage of the brief moment, Wang Ye swiftly rushed over, pulling Zhou Han to retreat swiftly into the distance.
On the ground, Zhou Han's shadow seemed to be restrained, trembling ceaselessly.
While Zhou Han was like her soul had departed, with vacant eyes and no movement, allowing Wang Ye to pull her along.
"Fool, I was cursed by you!"
Wang Ye gritted his teeth, putting Zhou Han down. In his hand was a flesh scraping knife stained with blood, aiming at the shadow split from the ghostly shadow, forcefully stabbing down.
The next second...
The ghostly shadow let out a shrill scream, its shadow contracting swiftly back into the middle-aged man's body.
And Zhou Han's shadow...
Still trembling...
Returned...
The next second, the vacant look in Zhou Han's eyes regained their spirit, though her complexion was very pale.
Wang Ye covered his chest and let out a low roar from the pain, his hand trembling as he put away the flesh scraping knife!
Though powerful, the flesh scraping knife's side effects...
Were similarly obvious.
To kill a thousand enemies, harm yourself by eight hundred.
"Are you...alright."
Seeing Wang Ye's pained expression, Zhou Han's eyes were complex, and she exceptionally asked normally.
Wang Ye took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and with difficulty, stood up: "Now's not the time for chitchat, think of a way to deal with him!"
"If we can't handle him, abandon this plan and leave!"
In his chest, the pain slowly eased. Wang Ye took a deep breath and said.
"Alright..."
Zhou Han fell silent for a few seconds, before floating in the air again. Eyes closed, her body emanated wisps of white light, hair fluttering automatically.
Her entire being exuded a sacred aura.
While the middle-aged ghost who kept shrieking in pain was frozen in place.
"Quickly get the stuff, I can only suppress him for ten seconds."
Suddenly, Zhou Han's voice rang out in the air, but bizarrely, Zhou Han did not speak with her mouth.
Wang Ye's eyes flickered, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body, charging swiftly to the middle-aged ghost, swiftly snatching the prayer beads on his wrist at an extremely fast speed.
His other hand reached into the Zhongshan suit's pocket, taking out a golden fruit.
The toes of his feet lightly hooked up the rope on the ground, and Wang Ye prepared to retreat.
But...
There seemed to be a note in the right pocket of the Zhongshan suit!
Wang Ye's eyes were instantly drawn in, flickering slightly as he took out the note, but at this time, Zhou Han's body in the air shook violently.
Sensing the ghost's aura reviving, Wang Ye frantically retreated backwards.
Finally unable to support herself in the air, Zhou Han fell down from mid-air.
Wang Ye precisely caught Zhou Han and held her in his arms, swiftly fleeing into the distance.
The middle-aged ghost let out a silent roar, gazing resentfully at Wang Ye's back, raising his palm once more.
On the ground, a shadow darted out at an extremely fast speed, chasing after Wang Ye.
Wang Ye gritted his teeth slightly, threw a tattered doll that he had been grasping all along onto the ground.
The ghostly shadow instantly connected to the doll.
As the middle-aged ghost's palm fell, the doll was cleaved into two halves from the top of its head.
Taking advantage of this brief gap, Wang Ye carried Zhou Han and vanished into the mist.
After a long while...
The middle-aged ghost's eyes turned vacant once more, wandering aimlessly in place...
A gust of gloomy wind blew past...
The woman with a bronze nail hammered into the center of her forehead appeared by the side of the middle-aged ghost.
Her numb expression raised her hand, lightly tugging at the middle-aged ghost.
In mid-air, the middle-aged ghost's shadow beneath his feet twisted and was tugged out, the woman clenched the shadow in her hand like putty, gently kneading it.
After a long while...
She slowly pressed the shadow onto the ground beneath her feet.
Originally without a shadow, she now suddenly had a shadow...
And her eyes seemed to regain some color.
While the middle-aged ghost stiffly collapsed onto the ground, his body rapidly rotting into a dried corpse.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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