Boom!
The air trembled.
The monk slid through the air and threw a punch straight at "Zheng Guangming."
Without the support of the source supernatural power,
a ghost slave was merely a corpse with a trace of supernatural power left in it.
It might suddenly rise and hurt someone at some point, but with proper preparation, even an ordinary person could subdue it.
Little Monk was already at peak third order.
Dealing with it was naturally effortless for him.
Bang!
The instant his fist touched "Zheng Guangming," the corpse flew backward as though a heavy truck had hit him head-on, slamming into the wall.
He left a human-shaped indentation and went still.
Everyone in the basement was stunned.
From discovering the evil creature among them, to fleeing in panic, to the door being smashed open and two monks appearing, to the creature being killed on the spot... the whole thing had taken no more than a minute or two.
Heaven-sent reinforcements... these were fucking heaven-sent reinforcements!
For a moment,
they could barely process it, thinking it was a hallucination in their dying moments.
"Amitabha—"
"There is no need to worry, benefactors."
"The evil creature has been dealt with. You are safe for now."
Old Monk pressed his palms together.
He recited the Buddha's name.
Only then did Liu Jianxiang come to his senses. He hurriedly pressed his palms together and bowed. "Thank you, Master. You arrived just in time. Otherwise, all of us would probably have died here today."
"May I ask your name, Master? Our gratitude is beyond words."
Old Monk wore a kindly expression.
Yet whenever Liu Jianxiang looked at his face, he felt his heart pound with fear, as though a terrifying monster lurked in the depths before him.
He had experienced this feeling before.
It had