Lu Xingshi recalled a strand of black-gold power from the Human-faced Crocodile and reabsorbed it into his body. The progress of his Great Saint Body rose once more.
"Probably another fifty Evil-Grade Fate Ghosts."
As for Baleful Intent-grade ones, he could forget about that. It probably would not be his turn to make a move.
Fate Ghosts of the Grudge, Fiend, and Evil grades were easier to find, but Baleful Intent-grade ones were different. Their very existence was practically a form of destruction.
The previous Human-faced Crocodile was enough to offer a glimpse through a bamboo tube. Had it not died so quickly, those black tentacles would have been no weaker than ordinary Evil-Grade Fate Ghosts.
"The greater the grade crossed, the faster the death came."
"Crossing from Fiend-grade to Evil-grade lasted quite a while, but crossing from Evil-grade to Baleful Intent-grade did not even take three seconds from start to finish."
"If it were a Baleful Intent-grade crossing over into Disaster-grade, even if the Starving Ghost Curse could accomplish it, the Fate Ghost itself would not be able to bear it."
"Looks like there's a corresponding chasm between every grade." Lu Xingshi briefly examined the already-dead Human-faced Crocodile and came to that conclusion.
"But it looks like I'm going to have some trouble." Lu Xingshi swept his gaze around. A monster with the body of a Human-faced Crocodile, dried up like a mummy, plus tentacles all over the ground—this really was hard to explain.
At the very least, it was not something he could clean up afterward, so he left immediately.
This matter could only be left to the Federation. Lu Xingshi could not handle it anyway.
Still, they would definitely come knocking afterward to hold him accountable.
In truth, Lu Xingshi had underestimated them. He had barely arrived