Void and elusive, an apparition that closely resembled a human form hovered before his eyes.
Cold and biting like the sting of needles, the chill encircled him, yet it hesitated and roamed about, cautious of the glint of gold in Qi Xiu's arms, never daring to approach.
WHOOSH—
A flick of his finger and a stone whistled through the air.
The projectile, powerful enough to pierce a human body, passed through the ghost's form like smoke, emerging on the other side.
Do ordinary methods not cause any harm at all?
Seeing the stone pass through the ghost, Qi Xiu found it somewhat troublesome.
SCREECH—
A shrill, bizarre cry echoed.
The ghost's body coiled, and its white mist-like tendrils spread.
Its extreme sonic vibrations made the weeds in the yard shake violently.
It can attack from a distance, too?
In an instant, a buzzing filled his ears, and Qi Xiu's brows furrowed. With a tap of his foot, his legs burst with Qi Force.
