A True Person Encountered by Chance

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Seeing the tall man question someone behind him—and hearing someone answer—Li Xingkong snapped out of his stunned, near-despairing state amid his shock. He hurriedly turned sideways and looked behind him. "When did someone appear behind me? Could it be the resentful spirit or vengeful soul of one of those old friends?" He had heard Daoist priests say that if a person died with resentment too deep to dissolve, they would become a yin ghost and haunt others day and night.

Yet after turning aside, he found no one behind him at all. Li Xingkong hastily put away his pride and asked in puzzlement, "My friend, where is there anyone behind me?" He had assumed one of the tall man's fellow disciples had answered.

The tall man was dumbfounded. How had that person vanished in the blink of an eye?

"He clearly answered that he was passing by just now!" The tall man, Zhang Fan, looked toward his fellow disciples.

Several fellow disciples nodded like chicks pecking rice. "We all saw and heard him. But after he answered, he scattered into thin air without leaving the slightest trace of his aura, as though he truly had merely been passing by!"

At this, a chill rose from the depths of Li Xingkong's heart, and his back turned icy. "My friends, could it truly be a resentful spirit or vengeful soul?"

"Even if it was, it was no ordinary one. I have slain ghosts at the Qi Induction level