Watching the two disagree and argue, Hu Jiu gave a cold smile:
"Have you two gotten something wrong? I'm in the dominant position now, and you have no right to make decisions! You should be asking me if I'm willing to let you go!"
The Corpse Demon looked up, staring at Hu Jiu in shock.
Although he and Zhao Feng together couldn't defeat Hu Jiu, he had the organization's backing!
It doesn't matter if he himself is weak, but his backer is strong enough!
However, Hu Jiu continued, "It's not your place to discuss the situation; answer my question immediately!"
"Who exactly are you people? And what does this door represent? If you refuse to tell us, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Before the Corpse Demon could speak, Zhao Feng interrupted, "Don't be impulsive. Impulsiveness is the devil. Let's talk this out."
"Your question is far too confidential for us to answer. If we were to leak information, we would be severely punished. Please understand."
The Corpse Demon seemed to have calmed down as well, saying, "Although we can't defeat you, we have powerful connections!"
"You'd better obediently accept our constraints, or you'll be the one who suffers in the end!"
Upon hearing what the Corpse Demon said, Zhao Feng covered his face in anguish.
The confidence on the Corpse Demon's face was so strong that Hu Jiu couldn't Neglect it even if he wanted to.
But would he be afraid of such a threat?
Joke!
Are these two weaklings really worth the organization behind them willing to go to war with Hu Jiu for their sake?
Hu Jiu's expression grew increasingly mocking, resembling a pie chart with three parts sarcasm, three parts disdain, and four parts ridicule, infuriating the Corpse Demon.
The Corpse Demon glared at Zhao Feng, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. His intention was very clear: the conflict between the two sides was difficult to resolve peacefully, and now they had no choice but to fight a desperate battle!
Zhao Feng sighed, pretending to agree with the Corpse Demon, but actually looking for an opportunity to escape.
Several bone spikes shot out from the Corpse Demon's body, hurtling towards Hu Jiu.
Zhao Feng pressed his handprint onto the ground, causing the soil to ripple and all the nearby graves to tremble.
Hu Jiu easily dodged the bone spikes, and the next second, his figure disappeared into thin air.
The Corpse Demon and Zhao Feng were stunned, exchanging bewildered glances. How could the person have suddenly disappeared?
The two gradually became anxious, like ants on a hot pan.
Hu Jiu couldn't have disappeared without a reason; most likely he's hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike, while less likely he's already gone.
Neither the Corpse Demon nor Zhao Feng wanted to face the situation.
There's no such thing as a thousand days of guarding against thieves, only a thousand days of being a thief. If Hu Jiu, who was lurking in the shadows, were to slip away while they were off guard, their responsibility would be immense!
The gatekeeper must never let the ghosts inside the gate into the real world!
Click--
Before a Tombstone eroded by time, the grave suddenly cracks open, and a terrifying scene beyond reason immediately unfolds.
A corpse slowly emerged from the grave, carrying an indescribable eeriness.
Its skin was lifeless, covered in a disturbing grayish-blue color, and riddled with rotting wounds, making it a nauseating sight.
These festering wounds rhythmically contract and relax, as if sensing everything around them, or perhaps absorbing some invisible, Supernatural aura.
The corpse's muscles were atrophied, its bones were deformed, and even the slightest movement caused a teeth-grinding grinding sound at the joints. Occasionally, a few clumps of damp soil would fall from its body.
The corpse's face was so badly damaged that it was difficult to discern any human features. The rotting flesh was covered in dirt, and only two empty eye sockets shone with a cold indifference that seemed to belong to another world.
The corpse moved slowly and mechanically, yet it was filled with an incredible power.
The Corpse Demon gave it a direct order, "Find that person from earlier, and absolutely do not let him leave alive!"
The corpse exuded an eerie, Supernatural aura, prompting a search of every corner nearby.
Unfortunately, nothing was found; it was as if... Hu Jiu had never existed.
"What should we do?" The Corpse Demon looked at Zhao Feng in a panic.
Zhao Feng stroked his chin and said, "Should we retreat? This matter has exceeded our capabilities. To prevent the situation from escalating further, we should quickly seek backup."
The Corpse Demon's already unpleasant expression turned even more grim, but under Zhao Feng's persuasion, he reluctantly nodded and agreed to retreat.
But at that moment, Hu Jiu, who had disappeared, suddenly reappeared, jumping right in front of the two of them like a character from a horror movie.
Where are you going?
Without a second thought, the Corpse Demon turned around and shot out a bone spike, shouting at Zhao Feng, "Attack together! Don't let him escape again!"
Zhao Feng squatted down and patted the ground with both hands.
The soil churned, attempting to envelop Hu Jiu, while all the nearby graves loosened again, and one Fierce Ghost after another crawled out.
But was Hu Jiu truly without any precautions?
No matter how many Fierce Ghost there are, they are all controlled by humans.
To shoot a man, first shoot his horse; to capture a thief, first capture his king.
Hu Jiu ignored the Fierce Ghosts approaching him, his eyes fixed on the Corpse Demon, a venomous malice flashing in them.
The Corpse Demon felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to his head, as if a sharp sword was hanging above his head.
In an instant, his entire body was covered in bone spurs for defense.
He armed himself so thoroughly that there wasn't a single flaw.
But Hu Jiu suddenly appeared and disappeared, his position shifting unpredictably. To the horror of the Corpse Demon's gaze, a Pumpkin Head Mask fell from the sky and landed precisely on his head.
First blood!
Hu Jiu glanced at the Corpse Demon, who was already controlled by the Pumpkin Head Mask; the Corpse Demon was not yet completely dead.
One of the abilities of the Fierce Ghost Pumpkin Head is control.
A person or ghost covered by Pumpkin Head Mask will become Pumpkin Puppet, obeying the commands of the Ghost Tamer.
The person being controlled cannot break the Pumpkin Head Mask from the inside, but a third party can forcibly remove or break it from the outside.
Zhao Feng was startled when Hu Jiu instantly killed the Corpse Demon.
Hu Jiu looked down at the shocked Zhao Feng and kicked him away.
Immediately afterwards, many of the Fierce Ghosts that had already emerged from their graves were dragged back into the soil.
The soil tried to surround Hu Jiu, but Hu Jiu trampled it down.
Do you want to continue playing?
Zhao Feng lay on the ground, coughing rapidly a few times, completely bewildered as to how things had turned out this way.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glare venomously at the Corpse Demon; such a useless teammate was truly a burden!
Hu Jiu approached step by step.
Suddenly, Zhao Feng's expression changed.
Hu Jiu chuckled, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, I won't hurt you."
Zhao Feng shook his head and pointed behind Hu Jiu: "There was a particularly ferocious Fierce Ghost that escaped..."
Hu Jiu was stunned. Before he could turn around to look, a blinding light illuminated the surroundings as if it were daytime.