The gray-robed Ghost Cultivator was in a sorry state.
Just as Bai Yujun and the young man wielding the spear had beaten him to the point where he could not fight back and was about to lose, he finally went mad. Perhaps Ghost Cultivators were heavily affected by Yin Energy and ghosts, for most of them were mentally unstable. Once suppressed, he would rather perish together with his enemy than flee safely.
"You've gone too far! You forced my hand!"
The Ghost Cultivator suddenly tossed out seven or eight small triangular flags, which planted themselves around him.
"Oh no! He's using a secret technique! Stop him!"
The young spearman panicked and swung his long spear, attacking with all his might. Bai Yujun hurriedly put more force into her attacks as well, hoping to interrupt the Ghost Cultivator before he completed whatever technique he was preparing. Yet Black Qi surged from the little flags and wrapped around him...
Bai Yujun swiftly retreated. Ordinary winds could not disperse that Black Qi.
After retreating some distance, the young spearman gathered his strength and fiercely thrust at the center of the black mist. His spear glimmered red, as though lightning flashed within it. Its spear-light surged and erupted!
"Thunderous Spear!"
The spear-light bored into the black mist, causing it to churn. Ghostly wails and howls came from within, splitting their heads with pain. Bai Yujun promptly used Transforming into Three Pure Ones on the young spearman, sparing his soul from the attack. The young man nodded his thanks.
Just as Bai Yujun was considering how to defend against the coming attack, she suddenly sensed footsteps shaking the ground as they headed away into the distance. That fellow was not unleashing a big move—he was running away!
"He's running!"
He had made things seem so