"Heh, so you finally arrived, and it took you this long to realize the problem? Your reactions have dulled... "

Wu Liang sat on the rooftop edge of the Human Ancestor Temple, chewing on a Fierce Ghost Fragment as he spoke.

He glanced once more at Zeng Hu, who was being chased all over the plain by a City-Destroying Level Fierce Ghost, and raised his hand towards him.

Whoosh—

In an instant, a blood-red Mist Sword pierced through the clouds, creating a faint sonic boom, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Zeng Hu was about to be caught by the slime-like creature formed of unknown mucus, which was already looming above his head and would easily swallow him in the next second.

"Don't be afraid! First use [Material Penetration] to enter its body, then use [Emotion Domination] to immobilize it! Finally, destroy it from within! Oh, why are you so dumb!"

The Emotion Ghost, in the multi-colored silhouette, was next to him, tirelessly directing Zeng Hu to use his ability to resist, looking like a disappointed grandfather filled with a sense of urgency.

The Emotion Ghost sighed, massaging his forehead. He glanced at the Mist Sword flying from afar and took a step back, sarcastically saying, "See, even your leader couldn't stand it, just wait to be scolded later."

Boom—

Just as he finished speaking, the Mist Sword pierced through the slime-like City-Destroying Fierce Ghost, exploding violently inside it.

Zeng Hu instinctively activated [Material Penetration] to let the Fierce Ghost Fragments pass through him to avoid being injured by the aftermath.

After the dust settled, he looked up confusedly at the slime Fierce Ghost that had driven him to the brink just by chasing him.

Now, only a spherical core was left on the ground, along with scattered remnants everywhere.

"What... what's the point of me learning this?"

During the two days at the Human Ancestor Temple, aside from working on his synergy with the Emotion Ghost, Zeng Hu had witnessed Wu Liang exorcising City-Destroying Level Fierce Ghosts multiple times.

All he could say was— slaughter.

He had never seen so many unimaginably powerful Fierce Ghosts, nor had he imagined that such level of ghosts could be dealt with so easily, like fish on a chopping board before a single human.

Moreover, Wu Liang would occasionally leave a few City-Destroying Level Fierce Ghosts half-alive for him as practice.

But no matter how severely injured and weak they were, they were still beyond his capability, and even with the help of the Emotion Ghost, Zeng Hu kept being chased all over.

"Getting chased to the point you need your leader to save you again; can't you quickly enhance your physical and spiritual power? I'm so strong, and my abilities are being wasted!" the Emotion Ghost grumpily ridiculed.

"I want to too! Honestly, how am I supposed to improve in just a day or two?" Zeng Hu retorted helplessly.

As a special Fierce Ghost existing in a spiritual form, the Emotion Ghost's abilities were undoubtedly powerful.

However, Zeng Hu currently couldn't wield this power; just a few days ago, he was merely a newcomer who had barely awakened his ability, which at best matched a Red Robe.

Now, it was like a box crammed with compressed items; to avoid bursting, he could only utilize about one-tenth of the power at a time.

This was making the Emotion Ghost extremely frustrated.

Whoosh—

As the two continued bickering, a black figure appeared beside them.

Wu Liang, with an expressionless face, spoke, "Your control is still lacking precision. That thing, despite being City-Destroying Level, shouldn't have hurt you easily; theoretically, you should've been able to manage for at least half an hour more."

"I... I got too nervous. The pressure of facing a City-Destroying Level easily causes mistakes in chaos." Zeng Hu hung his head, lacking the arrogance he displayed in the training camp.

Over these past few days, his interactions with Wu Liang had completely subdued him.

"Nervous? You must learn to use your means flexibly. Since Emotion Ghost's abilities can dominate external spirits, why not use it on yourself to temporarily seal away nervousness?"

Wu Liang's words made Zeng Hu widen his eyes in disbelief as he looked at the Emotion Ghost.

The latter nodded with interest, saying, "Hmm... theoretically, you should be able to do it—dominate yourself; geez, this guy is indeed a freak."

Normally, who would think about using dominance ability on oneself?

But before Zeng Hu could try, Wu Liang waved his hand and said, "Let's leave it for today; someone's come to compete with us."

He then pointed to the other side of the plain.

In an instant, a Mist Giant Sword, tens of meters long, materialized in the air.

The sword's edge was wrapped in numerous Spirit Bombs, specially made by Nightmare. If touched, they would detonate, causing chaos within a certain range of spiritual power.

The Mist Giant Sword thrusted forward with unstoppable momentum, creating gusts of wind that made Wu Liang's cloak flutter wildly.

One could vaguely see blue and purple lightning flickering around the Mist Giant Sword, clearly indicating the presence of Thunder Ghost exerting force.

Zeng Hu and the Emotion Ghost both stood stunned.

Not knowing for whom this grand display was prepared, they wondered what "someone's come to compete with us" meant.

Boom—

As they pondered, the Mist Giant Sword had already reached the place Wu Liang targeted, and then it was shattered completely by a strange force, causing a massive explosion.

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