Ye Fei's voice was not loud, but it carried a hint of gentleness.
Yet to Muscle Man's ears, that voice sounded like the Grim Reaper coming to claim his life!
"Damn it!"
He cursed under his breath.
He had no time to wonder how Ye Fei had found him.
His body blurred, and he immediately tried to use the darkness to leave his position and put some distance between himself and Ye Fei.
However.
Just as he had half-submerged into the darkness—
Pfft!
The sound of a blade cutting through flesh rang out!
Muscle Man was terrifying. His body seemed to have been strengthened by the supernatural. Not only could he fight vicious ghosts in close combat, he could even shatter the curses of intangible substances with a single punch.
In theory.
A body like this should have had astonishing defensive power.
Yet the Black Blade was like a paper cutter slicing through a sheet of A4 paper. In the blink of an eye, it tore open a massive gash from his right shoulder to his left waist.
It encountered no resistance at all.
The supernatural power Muscle Man used for defense seemed to have suddenly failed, accomplishing nothing.
Gurgle—!
A great deal of gore spilled out from his open chest and abdomen.
Scalding blood sprayed in all directions.
"Argh—!" Muscle Man let out a pained scream.
The Black Blade had cut through more than just his body. It had also wounded the supernatural inhabiting his body.
Awakened ones did not fear physical injuries. No matter how severe the wound, they could force it to repair itself with supernatural power. They could even use supernatural power to drive away the pain in their flesh.
But.
If the strange entity itself was injured.
That pain would sink into the marrow and