Humanoid Great Demon-Fan Wu of Dragon-Imprisoning Monastery!

This sword strike met with considerable resistance.

The sharp blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword collided violently with the claw blades on one of the Stitched Ghoul's arms, sending sparks flying in all directions.

A hint of smugness appeared on that contradictory yin-yang ghost face.

Because its other three arms had not been blocked!

Fifteen claw blades wreathed in deathly aura still swept toward where Fan Wu stood!

"Crack..."

But suddenly, the sound of something breaking rang out.

Fine cracks began to spread across the ghoul claw blades locked in combat with the Demon-Slaying Sword.

In an instant, the cracks multiplied.

And grew wider!

Until—

The claw blades shattered!

The muscles in Fan Wu's arms, gripping the Demon-Slaying Sword tightly, had long since bulged high. With the support of terrifying strength, he forcibly cleaved apart all five claw blades on one of the Stitched Ghoul's arms!

The Demon-Slaying Sword's momentum did not diminish. Before the blink of an eye had passed, it struck another of the Stitched Ghoul's arms.

This time, it had not struck the hardened claw blades.

It had struck the arm itself!

This sword strike.

Met no resistance whatsoever!

Whoosh—

Two of the Stitched Ghoul's arms were flung high into the air as if beyond its control, and the smugness on its yin-yang ghost face froze solid.

The divine power released by the Demon-Slaying Sword was undoubtedly terrifying poison to the Stitched Ghoul!

It could clearly feel that searing agony, penetrating straight to the deepest reaches of its soul...

It was pain that it could not endure at its current stage!

Even its last arm, which had been lunging at Fan Wu, involuntarily veered slightly to the side.

The pitch-black, razor-sharp claw blades sliced across Fan Wu's cheek.

Fan Wu only felt as though someone had lightly drawn a few ice cubes across his face.

Then...

He felt nothing else.

No pain.

No itch.

And no injury.

"Shriek ahhhhhhh!!!!"

The Stitched Ghoul, whose two arms had been severed by the Demon-Slaying Sword, could no longer endure that agony penetrating to the depths of its soul.

The sound, as though two evil ghosts were howling together, echoed endlessly through Willow Lane.

"Tear... tear him apart!!!"

Amid the Stitched Ghoul's screams came this broken, halting command.

The evil ghosts gathered on both sides of Willow Lane surged toward Fan Wu without hesitation, rushing at him like a flood tide.

Seeing this.

Shen Jiyue thought, This is bad. She immediately said to Xie Jiuyi beside her, "That Stitched Ghoul wants to order the other ghosts to surround Daoist Master Fan. We'll hold back the other evil ghosts and buy Daoist Master Fan some ti—"

Before Shen Jiyue could finish the final word, she saw a scene she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Over by Fan Wu, at some unknown point, a broad palm had already clamped tightly around the wrist of one of the Stitched Ghoul's arms.

He dragged the Stitched Ghoul along as though it were a dead pig.

Then he stepped forward heavily.

The bluestone slabs beneath his foot cracked inch by inch.

Strength rose from the earth!

He twisted his waist and hips!

The enormous Stitched Ghoul was actually yanked off the ground by Fan Wu with one hand, like a torn burlap sack. Its feet were forcibly lifted into the air.

Its yin-yang ghost face was filled with pain and a trace of panic, along with faint confusion and disbelief.

Perhaps no matter how hard it thought, it could not understand why a place like Baihe County would have such a powerful Daoist.

Moreover, it had sensed no fluctuations of spiritual power from this Daoist at all!

He was completely different from the cultivators it had devoured in the past!

The instant the Stitched Ghoul's thoughts reached this point...

It felt as though it had been flung away.

Its barrel-like, obese ghost body shot straight forward like a terrifying colossal boulder, smashing into the swarm of evil ghosts rushing over.

Several evil ghosts were sent flying on the spot.

Quite a few others were crushed beneath the Stitched Ghoul, utterly unable to crawl back up.

Fan Wu held the Demon-Slaying Sword in one hand.

He turned toward the evil ghosts surging in from the other side, raised his hand, and thrust out a sword at a vicious angle, directly piercing through the bodies of two hideous-faced evil ghosts!

The evil ghosts' faces were twisted with pain.

It was as if their bodies had been filled with scorching lava. Cracks radiating a faint red glow appeared across the surfaces of their ghost bodies, and then their bodies rapidly disintegrated from within outward!

Their souls scattered and their forms perished!

His other hand also grasped the hilt of the Demon-Slaying Sword. He casually spun his body and unleashed a "Great Windmill."

The blade swept like a storm, pulling all the charging evil ghosts into its midst.

The evil ghosts let out one piercing, anguished shriek after another.

As if they had been thrown into a meat grinder.

The moment their bodies touched the blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword, they could not withstand that terrifying demon-subduing force.

Their fate, aside from having their souls scattered and forms perished,

held no other possibility.

[You successfully killed "Matchmaker Ghost." Congratulations, you obtained Free Attribute Points: 0.2!]

[You successfully killed "Sedan-Chair Ghost Jia." Congratulations, you obtained Free Attribute Points: 0.05!]

[You successfully killed "Sedan-Chair Ghost Ding"...]

[...]

One evil ghost after another could not last even a single round against Fan Wu.

Because after yet another allocation of points, his attributes were already far different from before!

[Name: Fan Wu]

[Life: 89＋]

[Strength: 25＋]

[Skill: Star Constellation Sword Art lv1 (0/10)]

[Free Attribute Points: 5.2]

He had just added five points to his [Strength] attribute, raising its value from 20 to 25.

After using five Free Attribute Points, he should have had 4.8 left.

But there was nothing he could do.

Another group of evil ghosts had come rushing in to deliver points, increasing his Free Attribute Points to 5.2.

All he could say was...

Thanks for nature's generous gift!

He had left some Free Attribute Points unused out of caution.

What if he encountered some strange supernatural creature with peculiar skills, and its skill reduced his [Life] attribute?

At that time, the Free Attribute Points he had stockpiled could save his life.

They might even let him turn the tables and kill it.

"These ordinary evil ghosts are too weak." With an easy thrust, Fan Wu pierced the chest of the last evil ghost.

From the moment the evil ghosts had surged toward him like a raging tide under the Stitched Ghoul's command until now, less than ten seconds had passed.

Fan Wu had nearly wiped them all out!

His efficiency was absurdly high!

Not far away, Shen Jiyue and Xie Jiuyi had been preparing to help block the evil ghosts, but their movements froze in place as they prepared to advance.

Because they had realized... Daoist Master Fan did not need their help.

They realized that they still had not trusted this Daoist Master Fan from Dragon-Imprisoning Monastery enough.

Or perhaps they had simply never seen such an outrageous Daoist before!

What Daoist fought ghosts and monsters in close combat? And then hacked them nearly all to death as easily as slicing melons and chopping vegetables?

Was this really a Daoist?

Was he not actually a fierce general from the army?

Fan Wu had no idea how much inner drama the two people from the Imperial Astronomy Bureau were experiencing. He had already slowly turned around and was watching the Stitched Ghoul struggle to its feet with an expressionless gaze.

The Stitched Ghoul was still whimpering out eerie, agonized moans.

Its two arms had vanished.

Large amounts of yin energy continuously poured from the severed ends.

The spreading yin energy touched a tree planted nearby, covering the surfaces of its branches and leaves in a layer of frost.

The emerald-green leaves turned withered yellow.

"Tsk, should I let you keep your other two hands?" Fan Wu noticed that the Stitched Ghoul was still intensely hostile toward him, its malicious intent almost taking tangible form.

But he did not care in the slightest.

His tone sounded even more villainous than a villain's. If someone unaware of the situation had witnessed this scene...

They might have mistakenly thought that Fan Wu was the great demon who had committed all those atrocities!

A humanoid Great Demon!!