Richard glanced at the slight man blocking his path and shook his head lightly. "I have to say, what you did was very unwise. With your strength, you simply can't kill me—actually, even cutting open my body didn't harm me at all. At most, you damaged a container used to hold things."
As he spoke, Richard's severed wound turned over. Instead of internal organs spilling out, an Energy Octopus over a meter long squeezed out. It was the High Spirit that had once been "captured."
After being "captured," the High Spirit had remained trapped inside a special sealed body made by Richard, where it was studied. Only recently, when the research was mostly complete, had Richard given it several satisfactory souls and transferred it into another body.
Richard's plan had been to keep it as a Trump Card, so that if anything went wrong in Xia Ya, he could use it as circumstances required.
Who would have thought there would indeed be complications, but the enemy would be too weak? Before he could use this Trump Card, Red Moon had already died.
He had planned to release the High Spirit after leaving Xia Ya and finding the right time, but the shadow had released it ahead of schedule.
This was fine too... Richard thought. He touched the wound the shadow had cut open, and it rapidly healed. Then he turned to look at the suspicious High Spirit.
"Our deal is over. You can leave now," Richard said.
"Hm?" Rather than being happy, the High Spirit was startled. It communicated through mental waves, "I can really leave? But... wasn't the agreed time not up yet? There are still about two days left. Also, you gave me several extra souls as sacrifices earlier, yet I haven't provided any corresponding return. You're letting