Now this unfilial son was bent on taking his ghostly life. If he showed any mercy, he really would be tortured to death.
Rather than wait to die, he might as well destroy the Sleep Ghost completely and put an end to any future trouble.
Yet Village Chief Murphy's words also darkened the Sleep Ghost's gaze.
The old bastard had developed a fierce intent to kill him.
His stomach was indeed his weak point.
"Old bastard, do you really think I never considered overcoming my weakness?!"
A murderous smile spread over the Sleep Ghost's face. Then the rotten flesh on his body fused and reformed, creating layers of incredibly tough membranes.
The membranes' defensive strength was absurd. Even the Blood Rope on Lin Luo's wrist struggled to break through them.
As a result, even knowing the Sleep Ghost's weakness made it difficult to achieve a breakthrough.
At this sight, Village Chief Murphy's face grew even darker. This unfilial son was far too troublesome. If this continued, he really might murder his father!
"Dad, now it's my turn to show you some filial respect."
The Sleep Ghost paid Lin Luo no mind. His limbs suddenly surged with strength, and he swung the Meat-Cleaver, slicing Village Chief Murphy in half at the waist.
Even Lin Luo's expression shifted at this unexpected turn.
No matter how powerful the Sleep Ghost was, Murphy was still a village chief. He should not have been so fragile.
Sure enough.
Village Chief Murphy did not die after being cut in half. Instead, he controlled his upper body, raised his cane, and smashed the Sleep Ghost's head apart.
Red and white filth splattered all over the floor.
Yet there was no joy on Lin Luo's face. Instead, his heart grew heavy.
The Ghost Power within the Sleep Ghost