A Wretched Death

The thought sent a chill through Dasi Ke. If these really were Yin Guards capable of Object Manipulation, he was as good as dead today. Even releasing the mother-and-child Ghost Soldiers probably would not save his life... After all, even Yin Guards at the Vicious Ghost level, formidable as they were, could not manipulate objects.

As he was thinking this, his feet suddenly turned icy. The cold surged up from his soles and rushed toward his abdomen.

"No..." Dasi Ke cried out. A Yin Soldier was forcing its way into his body.

He bit down hard on his tongue. The searing pain roused every last reserve in his body. His Blood Essence surged, and with a violent effort he forced the cold down, then drove it out entirely.

Rousing his Blood Essence for such an explosive burst was no easy feat for Dasi Ke. It would probably take him a long time to recover afterward.

But he had no other choice now!

At this moment, he had neither strength nor courage, and not a single Magical Artifact lay within reach. Otherwise, he would never have been reduced to such a sorry state...

Regret filled Dasi Ke. He should never have been so careless. In the past, no matter where he slept, he had always kept his Magical Artifacts close.

But this was the Deng Household's territory. He had let his guard down without thinking, never imagining that it would land him in such peril...

With a shout, Dasi Ke lunged toward the table more than two meters away, where all his Magical Artifacts lay.

If he could get his hands on them, he could buy himself time to fight back...

But just as Dasi Ke moved, he felt two more waves of cold bearing down on him.

*This is bad...