Sometimes, ghosts and specters were much easier to deal with than demonic Daoists.
Ghosts and specters usually did not have many tricks. They came straight at you.
But when facing these evil cultivators and demonic Daoists, you had to be extremely careful. You never knew when they might scheme against you.
At that moment, Mao Jing and I continued our pursuit.
After chasing him for three to five minutes, I judged from the bloodstains on the ground that his bleeding had lessened.
That was not a good sign. It meant he was stopping the bleeding.
"Mao Jing, that Japanese bastard is stopping the bleeding. His blood loss has clearly decreased. We need to interfere with him!"
Mao Jing nodded.
"Alright!"
With that, Mao Jing sped up and charged after him, beginning to close the thirty-meter gap.
Before long, we drew close to that onmyoji.
When he saw us approaching, he turned and lunged at Mao Jing and me.
His chest had long since been stained red with blood, with a wound running across it.
I did not know whether Master or Fourth Master had inflicted it.
When he saw us, he even cursed.
"Bastard!"
Seeing this, Mao Jing and I threw out the talismans in our hands at the same time.
An Azure Sky Talisman and an Evil-Slaying Talisman.
At the same time, we swiftly retreated and formed hand seals, chanting incantations.
"Memorialize the Heavenly Purity; ..., edict!"
"Supreme Nether Purification; ..., break!"
The talismans we threw flashed with light, then exploded with two booms.
That guy formed a hand seal with one hand and roared, "Ka!"
A cloud of yellow mist resembling chrysanthemums burst forth, blocking the power of our talismans.
He himself charged toward Mao Jing and me at top speed, intending to kill us in close combat...