The ghost suddenly bent down, bringing its face almost against his, its viciousness laid bare as a string of strange sounds spilled from its mouth!
Yuan Yinxin could not understand it. His brow furrowed.
Then the ghost raised a hand and pressed a finger against the center of Yuan Yinxin's forehead. Yuan Yinxin did not dodge. He vaguely felt that a mark had been left there.
"You aren't a ghost? You're a deity? Gua Kuo?"
Yuan Yinxin frowned again, contemplation flickering in his eyes.
This was clearly a ghost. How could it be a deity?
The name Gua Kuo was even more obscure.
He considered his mastery of primordial calculation and the Yin-Yang Arts unparalleled. Although he remained on Cabinet Mountain year-round, he still sent disciples out to gather news of the Yin-Yang World. He strove to learn of every vicious great ghost in existence.
He had even heard of ghosts that had never emerged into the world, yet he knew absolutely nothing about this Gua Kuo.
As these thoughts passed through his mind, Yuan Yinxin glanced at Gua Kuo again.
His instincts told him that this still did not seem to be Gua Kuo at its peak. Could this thing be more vicious than Yellow Father?
Did it merely need enough soul-nourishing substances to recover?
Just then, the six-eared, six-eyed deity uttered something strange.
"You're looking for her?"
Yuan Yinxin's pupils contracted again.
Before those words had fully faded, Yuan Yinxin abruptly raised a hand. The pad of his finger had split open.
Several talismans fell from his body with faint pattering sounds.
His eyelids twitched wildly, and waves of alarm surged through him.
"So soon?"
"That shouldn't be possible..."
Yuan Yinxin's expression turned exceptionally ugly.
His talisman array had been broken!
That meant the very thing he least