The Black Umbrella blocked the corrosive venom.
Zhang Yuchen and Pan Ling were unharmed as well.
At this moment, only the three of us and Misty Old Ghost, who had risen from the fleshy tumor, remained in the cave.
The mist gradually condensed, revealing the Old Ghost's gaunt, shriveled body and a pair of blue eyes.
A fragment of blue crystal was clearly visible on his forehead.
This fragment looked fairly large, about the size of a thumbnail.
I watched the Old Ghost and sensed the aura emanating from him.
It was unmistakably a Red-Robed aura, but ghosts only had five ranks.
The Red-Robed rank covered too broad a range, from the mid Strength Soul Realm to the mid Spiritual Wisdom Realm, with the Vitality Soul Realm in between.
If he was at the mid-to-late Red-Robed stage, he could be anywhere between the Vitality Soul Realm and the Spiritual Wisdom Realm.
If he was at the late stage, he would be at the initial Spiritual Wisdom Realm or above—terrifyingly difficult to handle.
The strength of this Old Ghost's aura clearly placed him at the mid-to-late Red-Robed stage.
By estimation, his strength should be around the Vitality Soul Realm.
But without exchanging blows, I could not accurately judge his precise strength.
Besides, he had the crystal. Its wind-attribute energy might make him even stronger.
Still, he was far, far weaker than when he had been in the Misty Ghost Domain.
As long as the three of us coordinated properly, killing him would not be a problem.
I swiftly made my assessment...
"Old Ghost, your time is up."
I spoke coldly.
Zhang Yuchen and Pan Ling moved to either side of me.
Cloak Old Ghost was wreathed in black energy, with only his head clearly visible. "Brat, I was just one step