Fine Talisman Arts, Black Mist Spirit Soul

At the command, the yellow talisman flying through the air flashed, then exploded with a boom, rolling out blazing red flames.

The scorching aura of the spell spread outward in ripples.

Under the talisman's power, the white paper figure let out a piercing wail.

"Ah..."

Its entire body was blasted away, landing on the ground some distance off as black qi billowed around it.

Burn marks from the flames appeared across its face and body...

I watched, unable to hide my surprise.

What a powerful fire-element talisman!

Aside from martial arts, Zhang Yuchen only knew very ordinary, basic talismans.

They were the sort of minor folk talismans used to guard homes and ward off evil.

They were basically ineffective against truly vicious evil entities.

He had always been severely lacking when it came to talismans.

The talisman he had just used was powerful and carried the element of fire. It had to be a talisman technique taught to him by Third Master.

There was no time to ask about it now.

I simply said to Zhang Yuchen:

"Nicely done!"

As I spoke, I was already charging toward the white paper ghost with the Peachwood Sword in hand.

The white paper figure had burns all over its body, with black qi rising from it.

The scorched areas were slowly healing.

Its face was filled with viciousness, its eyes brimming with venomous resentment.

When it saw me approach, it opened its mouth and roared at me:

"Bad person, bad person..."

As it howled, the white paper figure's appearance twisted, transforming into a horrifying evil ghost's face.

Its entire body contorted into a black mist spirit form.

Was this what she truly looked like?

I wondered.

The moment this black mist ghost appeared, it whipped up a cold black wind and lunged at