Zhang Baichuan raised a brow. "Old Zhou, do you think the thin black mist outside this building has gotten lighter?"
Zhou Huaiwen swept his gaze over the entire apartment building and said, "Captain, it has indeed thinned. I'd guess Great Master Lin severely wounded the Ghost Spirit inside."
Zhang Baichuan could not help asking, "Just how strong is this Ghost Spirit? If I ran into it, could I handle it?"
Zhou Huaiwen was an honest man. Recalling how the Black Mist Wraith had transformed into a Black Dragon Twister in the hallway, turning anyone who approached into bloody water, he looked at Zhang Baichuan and said, "Probably not. Anyone from our group who goes in will die."
Meanwhile, inside the building, Lin Yi began chasing the Black Mist Wraith again.
After their all-out clash, the Black Mist Wraith had realized it was no match for Lin Yi. It transformed into black mist again and fled through its Ghost Domain.
Lin Yi could only complain helplessly. This Ghost Spirit's vitality was far too tenacious. From the beginning until now, it had endured four Blazing Sun Saber Techniques at his full boosted power.
Being tough was one thing, but it was fast at running too.
Lin Yi thought, If only I had a Spirit Binding Talisman. I could pin down this Ghost Spirit's true body and chop it apart one strike at a time.
He remembered that when they had killed the Mist Wraith, they had relied on the Spirit Binding Talisman to join forces and finish it off.
After chasing it for more than ten minutes, Lin Yi had smashed through the ceilings of seven or eight rooms, cutting his way from the third floor to the tenth. In the end, he still lost the Black Mist Wraith.
Lin Yi let