Daoist Lingxiao threw out an Exorcism Talisman. Golden and red light flashed, yet the ghost was completely unharmed. He was startled. Could even the Dao Talisman Senior Jiang had given him be useless? This ghost was actually this formidable.
"Break evil, slay demons—go!"
In his urgency, Daoist Lingxiao threw out the other Evil-Breaking Talisman Jiang Hao had given him. Golden and crimson radiance flashed once more.
This time, Jiang Hao saw things even more clearly. He noticed that the red light was somewhat weaker than before, and immediately understood. It seemed those wishes could be depleted after all; ultimately, it depended on strength.
Thinking about it, that made sense. If they could not be depleted, then immortals fighting each other would be unable to harm one another. For ghosts, this wish power was an effective protective layer. It suffered far less damage than when a demon-slaying Magic Artifact struck the ghost body directly, but it was not impossible to hurt him.
At that moment, the ghost in midair grew anxious as well. He shouted furiously, "You damned Daoist who doesn't know whether he's alive or dead! You've made me lose so much divine power. Today, I'll skin you alive and pull out your tendons!"
With a sudden whoosh, the ghost revealed himself in midair, taking on a green-faced, fang-toothed appearance. He stretched out his black ghost claws and grabbed at Daoist Lingxiao.
Ling Xiaozhi was horrified. My life is over.
But just then, a streak of silver light suddenly flashed through the air. It was like a brilliant meteor, shooting through the evil ghost's body and punching a huge hole through his chest.
"Ahhh~!"
The evil ghost let out a pained scream in midair and lowered his head to look at the gaping hole in his chest.
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