The ghost hanging from the Crooked Neck Tree was an old woman with disheveled hair. She wore a padded jacket, her face was covered in wrinkles, and her eyes were deeply sunken. Strangely, she looked quite a bit like the Old Woman of the Li family.
It was hard to say whether there was any blood relation between them...
From his research over the past few days, Chen Mo knew that the more Original Understanding Essence a ghost had, the stronger it was.
Compared to Li Hongxi's 100 points of Original Understanding Essence, this woman had 130. By a rough estimate, she was about thirty percent stronger than Li Hongxi.
She was certainly a powerful ghost!
But Chen Mo felt... he could take her.
At the very least, he could try cutting her once.
With the situation so urgent, Chen Mo had no time to think it over. He struck with all his might.
In an instant, Bloodfire blazed, his qi and blood surged, and his blade fell as swiftly as a gale.
He had chosen to attack just as the ghost was about to go for Li Qingniu because he was worried she might move too fast. If she dodged, things would get troublesome.
Yet even that lightning-fast slash was evaded by the woman.
Ghosts without physical bodies were simply too fast!
Though his blade had cut through empty air, he had saved Li Qingniu. The man bolted backward more than ten meters, then ran off to find some dry firewood.
Chen Mo understood what Li Qingniu was up to, so he didn't stop him.
If the man really managed to bring back a torch, it would weaken the woman somewhat, which would benefit Chen Mo too. Even if he failed to find one, at least he wouldn't have