Green Ghost

"Ah, what now? Tengu had gone after Zhang Chen, while Green Ghost was trapped by a sealing technique prepared long ago. It seemed the important task of killing this necromancer had fallen to me. Sun Bin—he truly seemed to be Guiguzi's disciple from the Warring States period. Having the chance to fight such a historical figure was rather interesting."

Yu Ming strolled into the boulder-strewn hill plain with an utterly carefree air.

The instant his feet stepped onto the hill's grass, several skeletal arms emerged from the loose soil and seized his calves. The skeletons' fingertips, permeated with necromantic energy, cut open the skin of his legs and continually seeped that energy into the wounds.

"This necromantic energy is truly troublesome. It naturally suppresses plants; even the slightest touch causes all vitality to drain away. Fortunately, I cultivate some special plants."

With the wounds torn open, withered purple plants flickering with light grew from within and wrapped around the skeletal hands gripping Yu Ming's calves. In an instant, they absorbed every trace of necromantic energy inside. Nourished by it, the withered purple plants even grew leaves resembling ghostly faces, their features formed by the veins of the leaves.

The drained skeletal arms crumbled into dust and scattered away. As Yu Ming advanced toward the center, the purple plants entwined around his body prevented the necromantic energy from invading him in the slightest, leaving it only to serve as nutrients for them.

However, as Yu Ming drew closer to the central giant rock, a gray-robed figure appeared in the area where Green Ghost was being suppressed by the seal.

The figure held a skull in his hand, and enormous resentment lit up within its two eye sockets, carrying pale white glimmers.

The soil roughly a hundred meters before Yu Ming began