"What—what!?"
The instant the Japanese sword shattered, Abe Meika's expression changed dramatically again. He jerked his head up and stared at Ning Wangshu in shock.
Ning Wangshu, meanwhile, watched him with an amused smile.
The right hand that had just crushed the blood-red blade aura extended another finger, which he pointed at Abe Meika without haste.
Although Ning Wangshu's finger seemed to move slowly, when Abe Meika instinctively tried to dodge, he found that no matter how he evaded it, the finger continued straight toward him without the slightest pause or deviation...
"Smack!"
Ning Wangshu's finger landed on Abe Meika.
Abe Meika's body suddenly shuddered violently!
The next moment, a figure wreathed in black smoke and faintly glowing with blood-red light was blasted out of Abe Meika's body by Ning Wangshu's finger, as if it had taken a heavy blow!
"Whoosh..."
The figure let out a sharp whistle.
Then, with a crash, it slammed into the wall of the shrine hall behind it, smashing a huge hole through the wall and bringing it down in a roar!
As the figure was blasted out of Abe Meika, his body, which had swelled to four or five meters tall, visibly deflated.
In an instant, he returned to his original size, and his blood-red eyes returned to normal!
Abe Meika's face was now somewhat pale, however, and a trickle of bright-red blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.
But he paid it no heed. He simply stared fixedly at Ning Wangshu, his chest heaving, and cried out in disbelief, "H-how is this possible?!"
"You actually forced Ghost Blade Taichiro out of my body, even though we had fused into one!"
Looking at Abe Meika's utterly shocked expression, Ning Wangshu stood with his hands behind his back and said disdainfully, "A mere