Caught in the pull of a mysterious energy, Chen Lin activated the Thunder God Sword without hesitation. Lightning flashed over his body, severing the mysterious energy, and he sped away.
"Ooh, ooh, ooh, my handsome lad, wait for me. Come along, don't flee."
The Jar Ghost cried out excitedly, then withdrew its head into the jar, which spun and slipped into the void.
Chen Lin used his escapist technique to dart left and right, not daring to travel in a straight line.
After being chased for so long, he had learned the trick. Only this way could he delay his pursuer from catching up.
But this ghostly creature was extremely cunning. Whenever he approached a passage leading to the level above, it would immediately slip through the void ahead of him and block the passage, preventing him from leaving upward.
It did nothing to stop him from heading downward, however, and even seemed intent on driving him into the next level.
"Ooh, ooh, ooh, my handsome lad, strong and sound. Stand nice and firm upon the ground."
After fleeing for a while, Chen Lin was caught again.
As the copper coin on the Jar Ghost's brow lit up, he felt an inexhaustible suction rise from the ground. It dragged him down in an instant, pressing his bones until they creaked.
"Hmph!"
Chen Lin snorted coldly and unleashed his innate power, dispelling the rule force. Then he raised his hand and unleashed a Soul-Destroying Finger.
But the Jar Ghost pulled its head back and spun its jar, causing the Soul-Destroying Finger to strike the jar instead.
The jar's defenses were exceptionally strong. Even the Xuantian Seal, a spirit-transforming grade spirit treasure, could not break it open. The Soul-Destroying Finger could not penetrate it either, leaving him unable to hurt the creature