The Nine-Story Ancient Tower

"I'm from Small Mountain Village. Hand over your Evil Spirit Bone!"

Ximen Xie looked at the baby by the door and spoke arrogantly.

The baby, curled up in a ball, lifted its deathly pale little face. In a babyish voice, it said:

"Small Mountain Village?"

Ximen Xie saw it work. Sure enough, all he had to do was say he was from Small Mountain Village, and he could communicate with it!

It really worked!

"That's right. I'm from Small Mountain Village!"

"Hand it over, or I'll kill you!"

He was ridiculously brazen.

The baby sobbed, then suddenly pulled a scale from its body and held it out to Ximen Xie.

"Do you want it?"

Ximen Xie was overjoyed and reached for it.

But the baby's deathly pale little hand grabbed his.

"Ah!"

Ximen Xie suddenly let out a scream as the baby yanked him forward and sent him sprawling onto the ground.

Then the baby tore open his chest and crawled inside.

Ximen Xie's belly rose and fell, as if something were gnawing away inside him.

Throughout the whole thing, Ximen Xie was like a docile lamb, offering no resistance at all.

Everyone behind him stared in shock at the horrifying sight.

What was happening...

"Why didn't it work? The name of Small Mountain Village can't subdue this Evil Spirit?"

"Impossible... It worked for Ao Wushuang just now. Why not Ximen Xie?"

"We're done for! This Evil Spirit doesn't give a damn about us!"

Everyone panicked.

Just then, Ximen Xie suddenly rose stiffly to his feet.

His gaze was icy and hollow!

"Bad news. He's been possessed by the Evil Spirit!"

Hu Jiuer's expression changed drastically.

"It's over... This Evil Spirit has broken free..."

"Who can stop it now?"

Everyone was terrified.

"Flesh... delicious."

"Ximen Xie" walked toward them, one