It kept roaring as ghostly hands suddenly formed on the twisted palace walls.
These ghostly hands could extend as far as three meters, their sharp ghost claws constantly clawing at me.
But they had no effect. These ghostly hands were not even as formidable as the Tong Ghost Hand.
Mao Jing, Pan Ling, and Zhang Yuchen also fought their way to the palace. Aside from having to dodge the enormous arms emerging from the walls, they were basically hacking away at the palace...
Pan Ling reminded everyone,
"Keep hacking, everyone. The palace walls are its outer body. Continuous attacks have already caused its energy to plummet..."
As Pan Ling spoke, Fu leaped directly onto the palace roof.
Though dense roof tiles attacked him and ghostly hands kept reaching out to claw at him,
Fu remained unharmed. He continuously unleashed Thunder Method spells while cursing loudly,
"Fuck! You damn house, you think you can catch Grandpa Fu? Eat this!"
Fu was Fu. Aside from being somewhat impulsive, he had inherited Master's teachings in every other respect...
Then Senior Sister suddenly said,
"Attacking from the outside is too slow. Junior Brother, why not fight our way inside and attack its true body directly?"
Hearing Senior Sister's suggestion, I narrowed my eyes.
Her plan was not impossible. I had considered it as well.
Attacking the Roof-Tile Fiend's outer form from the perimeter could only wound its flesh and make it bleed.
It could still kill the Roof-Tile Fiend, but the results would be too slow and would require prolonged attrition.
Relatively speaking, it was safer and required less risk.
But charging into the palace would sharply increase the danger.
The ghostly energy inside was dense, and its interior posed an enormous threat to us.
Conversely, once we struck its true body—the Ghost-Faced Roof