At one moment, it's a pure energy clash, the next it turns into mist creeping on each other, then it condenses into various forms for collision... completely unpredictable what the next move will be.

If an ordinary person were to come here, they would probably be tortured to death in an instant...

The battle is extremely fierce, with dozens of clashes in just a few breaths, the consumption is also outrageous.

In just a couple of minutes, the aura emanating from the wraith can be noticeably felt to be declining.

While the Shadow of the Mist, with its massive energy reserves, becomes even more ferocious at this moment.

With the ebb and flow, the Shadow of the Mist begins to gain the upper hand.

Realizing the situation is not in its favor.

The wraith suddenly crashes into the Shadow of the Mist, transforming into a ball of condensed black mist, charging towards Lear.

One can sense its monstrous resentment and hatred.

"No one can take my manor... no one!!"

Whoosh~ It rushes directly beside Lear, wrapping him up.

The black mist quickly gathers towards his head.

But in an instant, whoosh~ the black mist flees away at an even faster speed.

"No... no... how is it possible... how is it possible..."

The tone is filled with unspeakable terror.

One can distinctly perceive the aura on the wraith becoming extremely weak.

The Shadow of the Mist senses this and suddenly expands the mist, enveloping the opponent directly within it.

Then begins to spin wildly, intending to obliterate the opponent completely.

The Dark Ghost, in fear, struggles to break free, occasionally large bulges appear within the mist.

But the Shadow of the Mist, like sticky candy, won't be torn no matter how it is impacted.

With a substantial energy reserve, soon the situation gradually stabilizes... the ghost's struggle weakens until it completely calms down.

Crunch crunch~

The sound of chewing comes through, and the aura of the Shadow of the Mist suddenly surges.

Then the mist surges, and brightness re-emerges around.

Lear turns his head to look and finds himself in a unique area.

Surrounded entirely by mist above, below, left, and right, he seems to be stepping on clouds.

At the same time, his perception is greatly suppressed, unable to even penetrate the mist.

In the next moment, the mist in front of him surges, condensing into a blurry figure with a seven-tenths resemblance to him.

"Master..."

"Shadow of the Mist? Where is this place?"

"This is inside my body... after I devoured that wraith, I acquired a special skill."

Lear's interest immediately piqued, opening its panel, seeing his Level had been crucially upgraded from Level 15 to Level 16.

Becoming the second Level 16 high-tier being in Weilu City.

Moreover, since the Shadow of the Mist is his personal bodyguard, its increase in strength is closely related to his safety.

At this moment, a special skill has appeared on the opponent's panel—

Mist Prison, special, can construct a mist cage inside the body, able to pull enemies into the Mist Prison for imprisonment.

In the prison, the captive's attacks will be purified into energy, which can be directly consumed.

Lear is quite surprised.

Goodness, this skill is intense.

The Shadow of the Mist originally relied on consuming energy for promotion, as long as enemies can be imprisoned inside... their chance of escape is slim.

Your attacks are completely consumed, what can you use to escape?!

This wraith, not bad, can provide considerable value even after death... I will take good care of your manor.

"How many people can the Mist Prison hold?"

"The weaker the strength, the more can be held, ordinary people, can hold over a thousand."

"If the power is stronger than mine, it becomes easier to escape... best not to exceed life forms of my Level."

"Will imprisoning enemies affect your activities?"

"It doesn't affect, it's a cage I've constructed inside my body."

"Good! Disperse the cage..."

As the words ceased, the mist around dissolved rapidly like snow under the blazing sun.

The view before him restored to brightness, revealing a classically decorated room in front.

In a pretty good mood, Lear took a glance and turned to leave.

Purchasing the manor was just incidental, securing the wraith, this move was a major gain.

Blando, who hadn't entered the house, just snapped back to reality from the surrounding black mist, seeing Lear come out, said trembling.

"Sir, just now..."

Lear waves his hand.

"The problem is solved, go and talk to them about the price of the manor purchase."

Blando was stunned, solved?

He only felt it was dark in front of, then bright again, was the problem solved just like that?

The Sect came here so many times without a solution... Sir really is the reliable support I value, amazing!!

He wasted no time, eagerly following Lear through the hall from the back door.

Just out the door, they saw two young men with sweaty foreheads, leaning against the carriage with trembling legs.

"Sir, you finally came out..."

Their voices carried a sobbing tone, their eyes were red.

This job is too freaking dangerous and hard to bear.

No way we're coming to this cursed place ever again!!

"We need to leave quickly, the curse here is acting up again..."

"No need to rush, let's figure out what's the lowest price for this manor, I'll buy it."

"You... you want to buy it?"

Their hearts trembled, greatly shocked.

After experiencing something this eerie, still want to buy it?

How big is this man's heart?!

Lear nods.

"Yes, you discuss the specific price with Blando..."

Saying this, he didn't linger any longer, happily letting them escort him out of the manor first.

He still needs to go check on the second avenue today, the high-end trade fair is there, the Promotion Secret Technique of the Dark Night Elf must be obtained.

First, gather some information, to prepare well.

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