Letting You Stand By Was for This?

The flesh-and-blood ghost's face may not have had a mouth, but everyone present heard a faint laugh.

The ghostly figure tossed the tattered red cloth into the air, and the scattered fragments, as light as feathers, seemed to come alive as they slowly drifted down.

The sound of a suona horn drifted through the howling wind, as if coming from behind a muffled jar, giving it a distant feel.

It also makes people feel somewhat disoriented.

Yu Xing looked up and saw that the body of the person who had been shattered into a rain of blood was slowly melting, the skin dissolving and gradually turning into a pool of blood and flesh.

The ghostly figure stood still, gesturing wildly as if it were dancing.

Everyone was stunned.

For some reason, the divination experts who originally wanted to immediately expel or destroy the ghostly figure were frozen in place, unable to move, and could not even look away. They could only stare blankly at the fleshy ghostly figure... as human skin slowly grew out.

Then, pieces of red fabric, falling like feathers, landed on the ghostly figure, like a tattered garment.

That bloody, fleshy ghost—no, it was already a human-skinned ghost. The human-skinned ghost had no facial features, and its body moved its limbs stiffly, somewhat like the puppet show that Yu Xing had once seen.

However, while puppets in a puppet show are pulled by strings, this ghostly figure in human skin, standing behind the curtain, appeared alive in front of everyone and even killed someone.

Just as everyone was in a daze, the sound of the suona, which had been trapped inside the jar, suddenly broke through the obstruction and resounded through the sky, as if providing accompaniment for the dance of the ghosts, and also becoming a bell to wake up the divination practitioners.

Yu Xing's eardrums throbbed with pain, and it felt as if his skull was about to be blown off. He moved his fingers and found that the restraints had disappeared. He immediately made a branch rise from the ground and bind the human-skin ghost.

The ghostly figure finally let out a sharp, tangible laugh. With its faceless form, it danced a bizarre dance and rapidly approached the table of the other strategist who was closest to it.

The ghostly figure in human skin had chosen a perfect moment to burst in. The deducers were all focused on their own pain and the making of their costumes, making them less responsive to the outside world than usual.

But now, it won't be so easy for it to do it a second time.

The person it targeted was also a predictor whose name was known, a mute on the Fallen Path. He never spoke, and no one knew whether he was mute by nature or had acquired some kind of sacrificial title, causing him to pay the price of muteness while possessing power.

The mute man was as thin as a drug addict, with prominent cheekbones and a perpetually sinister demeanor. When he saw the approaching ghostly figure, he clutched the half-finished clothes to his chest and simultaneously stood up and retreated, a string of bells on his wrist jingling.

[Wow, a Soul-Suppressing Bell! I've heard this bell can imprison all souls, so it's incredibly effective against ghosts without a physical body to protect them!]

[What is this? Where did it come from? I've never seen anything like this in town before.]

Is it stealing someone else's clothes in an attempt to transform itself into a human??

[Seriously, this bell is making my head hurt...]

If the viewers in the live stream were already affected by the sound of the bells, the others at the scene would be even more uncomfortable. Mixed with the sound of the suona, it felt as if their souls were being called out of their bodies.

Yu Xing also rubbed his temples. He could use the power of the curse to cover his eardrums to counteract the effect, but considering that it wasn't directed at him, he didn't bother.

The branch was a bit out of control; he heard it yelling at him.

[This doesn't taste good! This stuff doesn't taste good!]

[Master, don't let me taste it! Ugh--]

[Ah, I really want to crush this bell first!]

[Ughhhhhh, this is so disgusting!]

Yu Xing: "..."

The offerings made by the diviners are incredibly diverse, and some are of considerable status; this bell is likely one of the more extraordinary items.

With the bell around, he's having trouble controlling the branches for now; a slight misstep could accidentally injure someone.

He thought to himself, and pressed the branch back into the ground to wait for its fate.

The targeted human-skinned ghost reacted more strongly than the unseen branch. It suddenly let out a low, hoarse sob, clutched its flat face, and went into a frenzy, stopping in place and screaming on its own.

Seeing that it had worked, the mute man, his face pale, stopped shaking the bell and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He turned to the crowd behind him and gestured with his hands, saying, "I can only restrain, I don't have any powerful offensive capabilities..."

Few people understand sign language, and those who knew the mute man were trying to decipher his meaning when they were suddenly horrified!

Everyone thought the human-skinned ghost had been successfully imprisoned, but you twisted and pounced, knocking the mute down in one fell swoop!

The mute boy shrank back, immediately protecting the half-finished clothes in his arms, but the clothes were fragile after all, and the ghostly figure tore off a piece of the garment.

"Hey! Mute!" Xue Shouyun lashed the ghost with his whip, sending it flying several meters away. Then, he looked at the mute lying on the ground with some shock.

The Soul-Suppressing Bell is renowned, much like the dice a gambler Zeng Lai —very effective, and almost never fails.

Who would have thought that a ghostly figure that inexplicably wandered in would actually withstand the power of the Soul-Suppressing Bell?!

"Ah--ah." The mute man lay on the ground, opening his mouth to utter two syllables, staring blankly at the strip of cloth that had been torn off.

Because Xue Shouyun had pulled the ghostly shadow away, the cloth was carelessly thrown on the ground, stained with the blood of the previous unfortunate soul who had died, making it glaringly red.

He frantically tried to identify what part of the fabric had been torn off, but before he could figure out which part was being ripped off, a tear appeared on his waist.

From left.

Cross to the right.

"Aaaaaah!"

!"

The mute man screamed in agony as his body snapped in two at the waist. His legs, thrashing in pain, pulled his lower body slightly off course, creating a bizarre and gruesome scene.

He kept wailing.

Before he could even finish two breaths, blood blocked his throat. He convulsed twice, his eyes widened, and he went still, melting away like the first unlucky soul, turning into a pile of rotten flesh.

The fact that a second person could die even after all that sent a chill down the spines of the remaining strategists.

Xue Shouyun said fiercely, "Protect your clothes, drive the ghost away first!"

Regardless of whether the Fallen Path, Righteous Path, or Mutation Path present have any enmity, they naturally have to prioritize resisting this strangely powerful ghost.

Medusa was sitting very close to the front, so she could see very clearly.

She saw the ghostly figure slowly rise from the ground, its features beginning to grow. The corners of its newborn mouth turned up high, as if it were proud of itself, and it reached out to touch its face as if it were a treasure, happy for its new features.

She snorted and stood up. Almost no one could see how fast she moved; all they saw was her hand, painted with nail polish, pressing it firmly against Ghost Shadow's precious face.

"You dare to transform into a human?" The tall Medusa Queen looked down at the ghostly figure in human skin with her head held high. "What I hate most is this false appearance—ugliness."

As soon as she finished speaking, her hair was blown about by the wind, and her nails instantly became sharp as claws as she ripped the face off the ghostly human skin!

With a tearing sound, the skin and flesh, still connected by tendons, turned the ghostly human face back into a bloody mess.

It seemed to pause for a moment.

Then a desperate scream!

"Du Rong, retreat quickly!" Yan Li suddenly shouted a warning, his hands flashing with fine, interwoven light. The next second, the desperate ghostly figure turned into a cloud of blood mist and exploded with a bang.

The suona music stopped abruptly.

Wherever the blood mist went, a stench filled the air.

A circular array of light and shadow appeared in front of Medusa, blocking some of the blood mist's corrosive effects, but some of it still adhered to her hand that she hadn't had time to retract.

A strong corrosive sensation suddenly shot through her hand. She immediately retreated in response to the sound, and a few strands of hair behind her head wrapped around her arm, instantly converging like steel wires—strangling her!

This ruthless woman... she snapped her own arm without even blinking.

The severed arm fell to the ground and evaporated like a blood mist. Clearly, if it hadn't been severed quickly enough, Medusa's entire body would have vanished.

However, the blood mist dissipated quickly, disappearing into the air in the blink of an eye.

Medusa glanced at Yan Li, who had rushed close, Lan Wu, who was pale-faced and almost frightened but still running towards her, and the group of deducers who were silent because of her actions, and suddenly smiled.

"What are you afraid of?" These words were directed at Lan Wu. Her hair danced wildly in the wind like snakes, concealing her severed arm. In just a breath, her hair calmed down, and a forearm that looked no different from the original one appeared on her arm.

She flexed her hand, looked at her bare nails and the bandages Lan Wu had applied, and shrugged indifferently. "It's just an arm, I can grow as many as I need."

"Medusa is as amazing as ever," someone genuinely praised.

In a single move, they found the ghost's weakness and eliminated it.

With the crisis temporarily averted, everyone suddenly remembered that they still had a time limit for making clothes. The deducers who had stood up sat down again, and those who had rushed out went back to their seats.

Medusa glanced at Yan Li, who was still standing silently in front of her, and slightly curled her lips, her eyes like hooks. "I also want to thank King of Hell for the protective array he provided at the crucial moment. Ah~ how could I not like such a brave and handsome man like you?"

Normally, Yan Li would ignore such remarks.

But this time, he curled his lip and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth. "You always say these ambiguous things to others, just so they'll think you're lusting after me?"

He spoke in a very low voice, so that no one but Medusa could hear him.

Medusa then leaned close to his ear and blew a breath. Seeing his ears turn red instantly, she smiled with delight, as if she had successfully teased him, and whispered in response:

"But I just want your body, and I'm doing it openly and honestly... so what's wrong with that?"

"Don't do this." Yan Li's eyes flickered. "I can't..."

Medusa interrupted Yan Li: "Oh dear, I know, the pure King of Hell doesn't crave physical pleasures—but I do, so I won't look for you, I'll look for someone else."

She has many, many other people.

Yan Li was speechless. After two seconds, he could only mutter, "... Don't do this."

Medusa chuckled and returned to her seat.

What were those two old men talking about? The people at the scene were curious, but they couldn't hear them at all.

The people in the live stream seemed to have heard something, but they were vague and couldn't quite put their finger on it.

Only Yu Xing, who sat the furthest away, got to know everything about the gossip.

[What exactly is their relationship!] The branch that was waiting right beneath their feet was twisting and turning excitedly in another dimension, constantly transmitting back to their consciousness.

Through the branches, Yu Xing heard everything.

He chuckled as well.

What kind of relationship? He couldn't say for sure.

Anyway, he noticed that when Yan Li told Medusa to retreat quickly, he seemed to be calling out "Du Rong".

Tsk tsk tsk, it's probably because Medusa, at the True level, requested the system to erase all the deducers' knowledge of her true name, and yet they still know Medusa's true name.