When I saw the scene before me, I was completely stunned.
The formation formed by more than a dozen people had actually failed to withstand a single blow from Cloak Old Ghost.
Th-This was way too powerful, way too absurd, wasn't it?
The instant Feng Shuang and the others were blasted into vomiting blood and sent staggering in all directions,
Cloak Old Ghost floated rapidly through the air, not even sparing Feng Shuang and the others a second glance.
His target was crystal clear: he wanted to kill me directly.
Even though Master, Third Master Zhang, Daoist Long Ming, and the others were giving chase at full speed behind him,
they were flesh-and-blood humans, after all. How could they possibly outrun a powerful ghost cultivator?
I knew that if I did not run faster,
I might die at this guy's hands.
I ran like mad. Some evil entities blocked my path ahead, all of them Misty Ghost evils that had not been fully killed.
"Won't you look into my eyes?"
"Look at your damn ass!"
With one swing of my sword, I killed a Misty Ghost blocking my way and continued running forward.
Cloak Old Ghost drew closer and closer, while a huge swarm of mutated evil ghosts chased after me behind him, howling.
Master and the others were still behind me and could not save me immediately.
I did not dare turn back, either. Cloak Old Ghost was too strong—one exchange might be enough to take my life.
So I ran like mad, running for my life...
But the difference in speed meant that it was only a matter of time before he caught up to me.
Therefore, simply running away was no different from waiting to die.
I had to think of something, at least enough to stall