Master was strong, without question. He could fight a peak Red-Robed ghost by the Jin District river.
Later, after eating the Fleshblood Fruit I gave him, he had reached an even higher realm by the time he entered the Nine Corpse Tower.
Dealing with a Red-Robed ghost was indeed effortless for him.
But because of the crystal, I felt it was still necessary to remind Master.
So I said,
"Master, this Red-Robed ghost has a crystal. You can't let your guard down!"
As Master walked forward, he tilted his head to light a cigarette and replied around it,
"Don't worry. Your master knows."
The moment Master finished speaking, I sensed the white mist churning to our front left. Then, with a roar of "Awoo," the mist was blasted apart.
A white-eyed, white-robed ghost suddenly swooped down, raising its claws to strike at Master's head.
We had barely reacted when Master did not even glance at it. He simply flicked his left hand toward the attacking ghost.
I felt a surge of true energy.
Then came a crack. The white-robed Female Ghost that had pounced at him exploded midair to our front left with a bang.
An arc of electricity remained in the air, crackling sharply.
Seeing this, our group was once again stunned rigid.
It was true that Master knew Thunder Methods, but he had not formed any hand seals just now. He had merely flicked his hand toward the front left.
Yet an electric arc had surged out and instantly killed a white-robed ghost.
This was a move I had never seen before.
It was not Palm Thunder, Lightning Technique, or Thunder-Slashing Technique.
I was certain that Master had only flicked his hand. He had not chanted an incantation at all.
In such a short time, I had not