Chapter 010: Slaying the Evil Spirits

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In an instant, the once silent alley was once again filled with intense, crisp footsteps. Listening to the echoing sounds around him, Wang Ming felt an overwhelming excitement. He could clearly sense that his reactions had become quicker, and his body felt stronger. It is important to note that this was the first evil spirit he had absorbed! If he were to absorb a few more, then... this was indeed the first evil spirit he had absorbed! If he were to absorb a few more, then...

After a series of strikes, this time ...! ... the outcome was even more disastrous. Just moments ago, three blows had landed, but this time, several consecutive strikes were effortlessly evaded by the opponent

Then, with a sharp whistle, in less than one hundredth of a second, the bright body of the ghost was suddenly transformed into a streak of flowing light, entering the Soul Devouring Slash in Wang Ming's hand

In a moment of excitement, Wang Ming completely forgot the complex feelings that had arisen from the act of killing, and began to fantasize about himself soaring through the rooftops, wearing his underwear outside, embodying a cool and extraordinary future

Snap ... ...

With a sudden flip, Wang Ming quickly retreated, staring in shock at the ghost that had fallen back onto the fence, momentarily rendered completely dumbfounded

At this point, Wang Ming paused slightly, looking at the Soul Devouring Blade in his hand that had pierced through the chest of the ghost he had killed, and said: "As for this knife, it indeed does not have a proper edge, but do not forget, a knife can not only cut, but also stab!"

Sigh ... ...

With a slight sigh, Wang Ming's heart was extremely complicated. This was the first time in his life that he had killed someone. Although it was the soul of a dead person, for Wang Ming, it was no different from killing a living person. The only consolation was that he had definitely killed a vicious and malevolent spirit, so he would not have any burden of conscience

Upon hearing the words of the ghost, Wang Ming's gaze involuntarily sparkled with brilliance. At the same time, Wang Ming said ominously: "No physical body, no eyes? Very well..."

In a slight tremor, the ghost could not help but laugh, saying while laughing: "Kid, are you stupid? I am a ghost! Without a physical body and without eyes, how could I possibly be weak and vague?"

Speaking, Wang Ming focused intently on the ghost of the deceased, murmuring incantations: "The Twenty-First Path of the Underworld—The Eye of Fear"

Upon hearing the words of the ghost, Wang Ming not only did not feel anger, but instead took a deep breath, his expression becoming serious. Through the battle just now, he had already grasped some facts; he knew that relying on such reckless slashing would truly be unable to defeat his opponent

With a firm grip on the Soul Devouring Blade, Wang Ming resolutely charged out again. There was no other way; if he couldn't land a hit, it meant his skills were still lacking. Now... with such a good sparring partner as Tu Shu, what was there to hesitate about?

When! When! When... ...

As Wang Ming's voice echoed, a bitter expression involuntarily appeared on the face of the Collision Ghost. In the next moment, amidst a burst of radiance, the body of the Collision Ghost suddenly illuminated!

Observing the incredulous expression of the ghost he had just struck down, Wang Ming coldly remarked: "Since you can interfere with the driver's mind using your spirit, it indicates that you possess a spiritual existence. Coincidentally, the Eye of Fear is precisely a psychic attack spell"

However, is it true that without learning the radical for 'skill', one cannot do anything at all? ... Is it really the case that ... without learning the radical for 'skill', one can only watch this 'collision ghost' and be utterly powerless against it?

Whoosh

With a muffled sound, the palm-width Spirit Devouring Slash had already pierced through the chest, instantly penetrating the torso of the Collision Ghost. Staring blankly at the Spirit Devouring Slash that had entered his chest, the Collision Ghost opened his mouth and murmured: "Why! Why is this happening!"

The Nineteenth of the Underworld Path - Obscurity

Upon witnessing this scene, Wang Ming couldn't help but be momentarily taken aback. Looking at the red flames shimmering on the hexagram array near the hilt of the blade, Wang Ming understood that the soul of the collision ghost had already been absorbed into the Soul Devouring Slash, thereby enhancing its power even further

The Seventh Path of the Underworld - Weakness

The bright battle blade continuously sliced through the air, emitting a fierce whistling sound, yet no matter how hard Wang Ming tried, he could not touch a single hair of his opponent

The so-called Soul Devouring Blade is a weapon formed by the gathering of spiritual power from the souls in the world. The stronger the soul, the more spiritual power it can accumulate, and devouring other souls is the only way to strengthen one's own soul

As Wang Ming was deep in thought, the Ghost of Death suddenly burst into laughter, mocking as he said: "I thought you were formidable, yet you can't even cut my skin. This is truly laughable. Is that what you call a knife?"

In the moment when the red light flashed in Wang Ming's eyes, the body of the ghost that collided suddenly trembled. By the time he regained his senses and attempted to evade, it was already too late

Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Hoo... Hoo...

Cut

Sigh

Wang Ming swung the Soul Devouring Blade wildly in his hand, delivering three consecutive strikes. However, contrary to Wang Ming's expectations, the Ghost of Collision not only did not perish from the blows, but also waved its arms to block each of his attacks.

chuckle

After narrowly avoiding the battle blade in Wang Ming's hand, the ghost mocked, "Hey! I am an incorporeal spirit, completely weightless, so... even though you can see me, you are still far from being able to hit me!"

He looked up at the silent night, and the next moment...! Wang Ming turned around and quickly ran back in the direction he had come from, as he had to go to school tomorrow; he needed to get back to sleep immediately

It is evident that Wang Ming does not believe he possesses the power to decide the life and death of others; even the undead, in his view, are living beings. If it were not for his grandmother's guidance and the pressures of reality, perhaps Wang Ming would never have practiced the Blade Character Sect in his lifetime. However, once he begins to practice the Blade Character Sect, he will inevitably embark on a completely different path, one from which he can never turn back.

Originally, in conjunction with the Spirit Devouring Slash, there was indeed a specialized set of combat techniques, specifically from the Technique Division of the Seven Parts. However, the requirements for necromantic battle aura in the Technique Division are exceptionally stringent. Currently, Wang Ming still has a long way to go before he can utilize the Technique Division.

Looking at the mocking smile of the Ghost of Collision, Wang Ming's stubborn temper flared up once again. He swung the gleaming Spirit-Biting Slash fiercely and charged towards the Ghost of Collision once more

Hehe

Although the Soul-Cutting Blade, composed of souls, is completely weightless, continuously swinging it can still be exhausting. Finally, after frantically striking dozens of times, Wang Ming stopped, drenched in sweat, and stubbornly stared at the ghost that had returned to the fence.

As the right hand slightly relaxed, in the next moment... the enormous, brilliantly shining Spirit Devouring Slash suddenly dissipated into countless specks of light. Subsequently... millions of light points extinguished one by one, as if they had never existed at all

With Wang Ming's deep voice, suddenly...! ... two gray auras abruptly rose from around the body of the ghost that had been struck, startling him greatly

Observing Wang Ming's stubborn yet helpless expression, the ghost mockingly said: "Kid! With your level, hurry back home and drink your mother's milk. Even if you practice for another ten years, you won't even touch a single hair on me!"

Looking at the gleaming battle knife in his hand, Wang Ming finally realized one thing: although his knife had the shape of a blade, it possessed no real lethality at all

Ah hahahahaha ... ...

Hehe

Upon hearing the words of the ghost, Wang Ming suddenly narrowed his eyes. At the same time, his body gradually straightened, and his right hand silently opened, aiming at the ghost.

Wang Ming was previously unwilling to cultivate the Blade Character Sect precisely because once a soul is devoured by the Devouring Spirit Blade, it will be disintegrated into its most primitive soul fragments, which will then be enhanced to Wang Ming's soul origin. In other words, a soul consumed by the Devouring Spirit Blade will disappear forever

With Wang Ming's voice, in the next moment... a blinding red light flashed and extinguished in Wang Ming's eyes. At the same time, Wang Ming's body surged forward violently, his hands gripping the hilt of the Soul Devouring Blade tightly, as he charged madly towards the Death Spirit.