Slaying the Evil Spirit

Su Fang had been running, intending to find Old Man Meng and resolve the problem with his body, but he immediately stopped in his tracks.

He promptly sensed the energy emanating from his body and carefully inspected every part of himself.

Yet aside from the energy emitted by the Creation Golden Core, he still could not sense the slightest trace of Yin Qi.

"Was that madman deceiving me, or had something truly gone wrong with me?"

"Or had something really happened to me, with something blocking everything I could sense?"

In a daze, Su Fang suddenly recalled the enormous wall he had encountered when he first arrived at the Gods-and-Devils Mausoleum.

As well as Old Man Meng's incomparably aged face.

But Su Fang felt that if he truly had a serious problem, his [Maxed-Out Comprehension System] should help him.

"Even if I go to Old Man Meng's house now, he might not necessarily agree to save me!"

"As far as he is concerned, he must have methods to remove the Yin Qi from his body.

For me, aside from the method of removing Yin Qi, which I could temporarily offer, the many other trump cards I possessed were things I had no way of displaying at present."

Just as Su Fang was pondering how to break out of this predicament, the madman before him began talking again, then swaggeringly performed a bizarre broom dance.

"Hurry up, what do you want to eat? What do you want to drink... When the time comes, your head will go bang, and that'll be fun!"

Su Fang did not take the madman's words too seriously.

He could not even lightly conclude whether the person before him was truly insane.

As for the madman telling him to eat and drink whatever he wanted, and to quickly do whatever he needed to do, Su Fang paid it no mind at all...

"That's right, I still haven't used my Max-Level Comprehension!"

Su Fang, who had thought himself trapped in a predicament he could not escape, suddenly felt as though enlightenment had been poured over his head. Everything obstructing his thoughts seemed to vanish without a trace.

Although Su Fang could not see what stood before him, according to what the madman had said, an evil spirit was blocking his path. He simply used the [Maxed-Out Comprehension System] on the air he could see.

Before he could clearly determine what situation he was in, the scene before Su Fang changed, and he found himself in a valley filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.

Lush green trees stood everywhere, fragrant grass carpeted the ground, a river ran nearby, and little beasts roamed about without end.

The drastic change in scenery left Su Fang greatly astonished.

This was another wondrous space, filled with endless mystery.

At that moment, a middle-aged man clad in armor slowly walked toward an area carved with strange runes.

Then, beneath the illumination of peculiar colors, he merged directly into it. When he appeared again, he had become an extremely illusory figure.

[Comprehended Soul Art!]

That was it?

Just as Su Fang stood there with a face full of confusion, waiting for further changes—

A pair of ghastly pale hands suddenly appeared before him, seemingly intending to cover his eyes.

At the same time, Su Fang sensed a shuddering Yin Qi circling endlessly above his head.

Su Fang suddenly noticed that something had gone wrong within his soul.

"Eh... Kid, why has this kind of white thing appeared inside your body too? Could it be that you've become the same?"

"Or have you already been killed by him? That can't be right, I didn't see it..."

The madman before Su Fang stared strangely at Su Fang's head, then began gesturing wildly as he tried to explain.

But Su Fang had no intention of indulging this madman right now.

"Grandson, I finally caught you!"

From the moment he saw that pale hand, Su Fang's suspended heart instantly settled.

What followed was raging fury.

"If it weren't for this madman, I really would have nearly capsized in the gutter!"

Boom!

A wisp of Creation Flame

instantly ignited in Su Fang's hand. Though the Gods-and-Devils Mausoleum was filled with Yin Baleful Qi and ordinary mortal fire could not be raised here,

this Creation Flame of Su Fang's had appeared when he comprehended the [Creation Golden Core].

This was the [Gods and Devils Cemetery]. Ordinary flames truly could not appear here, because the Yin Qi was simply too heavy.

But the Creation Flame was exceedingly extraordinary, and it dealt tremendous damage to energy bodies such as Specters.

From this, one could see just how rare fire was within the Gods and Devils Cemetery.

"Hehehe... I never thought you could make fire! Hurry, hurry, hurry, let's roast this tree!"

"No, no, no, hurry and catch him! He's so white, he'll definitely be delicious when roasted!"

The madman looked as though he had seen some precious treasure.

He hurriedly shouted at Su Fang.

Su Fang wielded the Creation Flame and attacked that Specter.

But who would have thought that this evil spirit possessed a trace of intelligence? After shifting several times, it vanished swiftly, seemingly intending to return to its lair.

"Fire! There's actually someone who can use fire in the Gods and Devils Cemetery!"

The evil soul continued shrieking, its figure becoming increasingly illusory as it fled rapidly into the distance.

But how could Su Fang, who had only just recovered from his fear, possibly let this fellow escape so easily?

What was more, after that brief probing, he had already seen clearly that this thing before him could absolutely not be Qiu Zhenzi of the Dao Sect!

How could a peerless genius, unprecedented and never to be surpassed, be willing to hide within a mausoleum?

The Specter fled quickly, but Su Fang was even faster.

The Creation Flame formed into a dagger and shot toward the Specter, instantly piercing through the evil spirit's skull and violently pinning it against a Red Yin Tree.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Su Fang felt that when his attack touched the Red Yin Tree, the tree actually let out a miserable scream.

"Wow, madman, you're amazing! You actually killed that white fellow!"

"What a pity, what a pity! You killed him, so what are we going to roast? How about we roast Old Man Meng instead? Don't let his age fool you, his meat should taste pretty good!"

As this grandson spoke, he danced and gestured as if he had thought of some delicacy. Drool actually flowed from his mouth, and he turned to bite the Red Yin Tree beside him.

After hearing the mad old man's words, Su Fang felt chills crawl through his heart.

This madman actually wanted to eat people.

And the person he wanted to eat was Old Man Meng.

Was he not afraid Old Man Meng would deal with him first?

Su Fang casually stopped the madman's movements and stuffed the food he had saved for dinner into his mouth.

With something stuffed into his mouth, the Mad Old Man was not angry in the slightest. Instead, he began eating with great relish.

"Not bad, not bad. This tastes even better than my special mixed rice!"

Su Fang froze. After examining him again and again, he suddenly recalled that he seemed to have seen this person before.

He seemed to be that madman from before who ate dirt as though it were rice.

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