Hall Master

In the most central region of the vast, boundless Star Dou Great Forest, a deadly pursuit was underway.

"This can't go on forever. That old fool refuses to see reason. Better finish this quickly and return to report to Her Majesty the Empress."

Gui Mei muttered to himself, then looked at the figure ahead and shook his head unconsciously. Why make things so difficult?

The Ninth Soul Ring on Gui Mei's body suddenly lit up. Mu Yuan, sensing the fluctuation of Soul Power, turned around, and his heart instantly lurched.

"Infinite—Ghost Shadow Devouring!"

Within the dim forest, countless ghostlike black shadows flickered. Wails, cries of agony, and shrieks that seemed to rise from the depths of hell echoed through the woods.

Mu Yuan's soul rings flashed twice, and towering trees transformed into treants to resist. Their massive branches swept through the air, smashing countless ghost shadows into black smoke that slowly dispersed.

However, compared to the endlessly spawning black ghost shadows, it was merely a drop in the ocean.

One ghost shadow after another wrapped around Mu Yuan's body. The shadows seemed almost tangible; every bite they took left two bloody holes, blood pouring out in streams. And it was not merely blood—his Soul Power, vitality, and even his life force were rapidly draining away.

Soul Power surged through his body, and the ghost shadows clinging to him vanished like smoke. Yet in the next instant, even more shadows latched onto him. Looking at the countless ghost shadows filling the forest, Mu Yuan could not help but feel despair.

Gui Mei stood quietly in the distance, watching Mu Yuan. Even more ghost shadows were crawling out from underground. In his eyes, the outcome had already been decided.

"Don't give up so easily."

Suddenly, Mu Yuan's eyes widened amid his despair.