Free Web NovelChapter 1288: Chapter 847: Ghost Fog (Part 2)
At the same time, Bo Yetong threw a punch at Yang Xiao’s face, and Yang Xiao snapped out of his shock, immediately kicking back at Bo Yetong.
Yang Xiao slightly turned his body, avoiding a direct hit to the face, but the punch landed on his shoulder, while Bo Yetong dodged a hit to his lower body and was kicked at the waist instead.
Both retreated to regroup, each processing the shock they had just felt.
Indeed, Bo Yetong was also startled by the sudden appearance of the Mirror Ghost.
Yang Xiao’s left shoulder was hit hard, causing severe pain, but luckily, the punch wasn’t fully solid, or else his left arm would have been crippled.
This Bo Yetong was extremely skilled in martial arts, tough both inside and out, a real adversary, as if this region of Myanmar and Thailand only produced brawny folks.
Without further hesitation, Yang Xiao activated the Soul-Capturing Mirror and dove into the Mirror World.
He needed to catch his breath and take some time to think.
There was something strange about Bo Yetong. Yang Xiao looked at his own palm, and at this moment, he could clearly feel the connection with the Ghost Bamboo Stick, but he couldn’t see or touch it.
Meanwhile, outside, Bo Yetong wasn’t idle either. Under Yang Xiao’s astonished gaze, he swung a saber at him, shattering the big glass. freewebnøvel.coɱ
With a jolt in his heart, Yang Xiao instantly realized that Bo Yetong could see him, or could see his location within the Mirror World!
No, that’s not right. It’s too far-fetched to say he could see him; if he really could, he would have attacked long ago, not waiting to be ambushed.
Staring at his empty palm, Yang Xiao somewhat guessed that the opponent couldn’t see him; the reason he accurately shattered the glass was that he sensed the aura of the Ghost Bamboo Stick.
The current situation was quite complicated. His Ghost Bamboo Stick wasn’t lost; it was right beside him, but sealed by some kind of force, making it findable.
And it must be another Resentful Eye that sealed the Resentful Eye, which means that Bo Yetong, besides the Ghost Head Saber, also had another magic artifact on him.
This was an auxiliary type of magic artifact with quite significant capabilities.
Yang Xiao attempted to infuse spiritual power into the Ghost Bamboo Stick, which worked. Soon after, the Ghost Bamboo Stick reappeared in Yang Xiao’s hand.
Seeing this, Yang Xiao understood. He had seen a similar magic artifact before; Qu Muzhi had a seal with a similar effect.
With the Ghost Bamboo Stick in hand, Yang Xiao regained his confidence. His spiritual power depletion was severe, so he couldn’t drag out the fight with Bo Yetong any longer—he needed to end it quickly.
After all, he wasn’t sure of the situation with Sui and Tai Wenqin.
Yang Xiao’s mind raced, vividly recalling that when the Ghost Bamboo Stick was about to make contact with Bo Yetong’s chest, an invisible force pushed it away.
Instinctively, he felt it was a hand, a pale, soft, boneless woman’s hand.
This was his intuition.
But to be precise, it was a ghostly hand. It was this ghostly hand that blocked the attack and simultaneously sealed his magic artifact, which means Bo Yetong, like himself, also had a ghost protecting him.
Moreover, this ghost had quite a special ability; it could become invisible.
Ordinary Apostles would probably dread encountering such a combination, but not Yang Xiao. He had the Ghost Lantern, a nemesis to all illusions and Invisible Ghosts.
After running through his next actions in his mind, Yang Xiao decided to make a move. Tightening his grip on the Human Bone Staff, he prepared a powerful strike, then, with the Ghost Lantern in his left hand and the Human Bone Staff in his right, he smashed through another pane of glass and charged out.
At that moment, Bo Yetong was standing sideways, vigilantly guarding his surroundings. As soon as Yang Xiao made his move, the instinctively alert Bo Yetong sensed it.
He reflexively raised his saber to block Yang Xiao’s Human Bone Staff attack.
After striking with the Human Bone Staff, Yang Xiao immediately lifted the Ghost Lantern. Its eerie green light shot out, condensing like a massive net, enveloping Bo Yetong.
The speed of light was much faster than spiritual fluctuations, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped Bo Yetong, revealing the strange sight beside him to Yang Xiao.
What he saw was a female ghost, her long hair covering half her body, draped over Bo Yetong’s back, her head resting on his shoulder, with two long, boneless arms hanging weakly like jellyfish, swaying gently.
Creepy as it was, the female ghost’s arms were scarred with knife marks straight up and down, the bones having been cruelly gouged out, leaving only flesh and skin.
The spiritual fluctuations effortlessly pierced through the Ghost Head Saber, and as they were about to hit Bo Yetong, the female ghost’s arms twitched, intercrossing to shield him, blocking part of the attack.
With the female ghost’s assistance, this strike didn’t inflict any significant damage on Bo Yetong, merely forcing him back two steps as his gaze quickly cleared.
In the next second, a figure burst out from the shattered glass on the ground—it was the Mirror Ghost, swinging the Ghost Chef’s Knife down at the back of Bo Yetong’s head.
Bo Yetong turned and blocked with the Ghost Head Saber, and the two blades collided, sending sparks flying.
But what Bo Yetong didn’t anticipate was that the Mirror Ghost, risking injury, freed a hand to pull out a black stone from his chest.
Bo Yetong immediately sensed trouble and backed away, but it was too late. The black light exploded in front of him, and over a dozen beams stabbed toward him.
While the semi-ghostly female spirit shielded most of the attacks, a few beams hit him, causing immediate decay in the infected areas.
Fortunately, they weren’t vital areas, or else he’d be in real trouble.
But Bo Yetong quickly realized he made a grave mistake; in focusing on battling the Mirror Ghost, he overlooked Yang Xiao, who was lurking on the sidelines.
Now, Yang Xiao, using the Soul-Capturing Mirror’s ability, quietly approached Bo Yetong’s side. Bo Yetong swung his saber backward without even turning his head.
This was clearly desperation. This guy was ruthless, willing to risk severe injury, even the loss of an arm, to kill Yang Xiao.
Given his knowledge, he’d naturally recognize that the hooded figure wasn’t human—it was either a ghost or a very rare Puppet, in any case, very powerful.
But as strong as it was, it still needed human control, making taking out Yang Xiao, the controller, more cost-effective than dealing with the Mirror Ghost.
Besides, after several encounters, apart from Mirror Ghost deliberately exposing flaws to draw his attention, Bo Yetong’s attacks had never wounded the opponent.
This guy’s defensive abilities were terrifying, even surpassing his father, the current Gu Sect Priest, known for defense.
But the next moment, as Bo Yetong’s scream rang out, an arm clutching the Ghost Head Saber flew away; Yang Xiao wasn’t foolish enough to exchange lives with Bo Yetong.
He reversed his strike to a smash, a powerful Mountain Opening Formation blow, and shattered Bo Yetong’s arm.
However, because they were so close, Yang Xiao’s left forearm was also swept by the semi-ghostly female’s arm.
An icy force penetrated his bone marrow, instantly paralyzing his arm, cutting off his spiritual power, and nearly causing him to lose his grip on the Ghost Bamboo Stick.
But it was only temporary, and compared to Bo Yetong, he had gained the upper hand significantly.
Having suffered greatly, Bo Yetong jumped out the window directly. Soon after, several windows and downstairs had people rushing up.
The remaining Apostles guarding the headquarters arrived; while they weren’t strong, they had numbers on their side.
The number of Fierce Level Apostles was more than Yang Xiao expected, a full six of them, likely support from nearby outposts.
Not wanting to waste time with these guys, Yang Xiao took down the few who rushed at him first and then ordered the Mirror Ghost to hold them off as he pursued Bo Yetong.
The purpose of coming here today was to kill this bastard. Now that an arm was severed and he was severely injured, letting him escape was not an option.
Choosing the same route Bo Yetong fled, Yang Xiao adopted a stylish move, leaping out of the window, rolling to absorb the impact upon landing; it was all seamlessly done, textbook moves.
But when Yang Xiao got to his feet, he realized the scene before him was different, at least compared to what he saw from the window.
Somehow, a fog had arisen around the area, a dense, gray mist covering everything, shrouding the nearby lights.
He sniffed slightly and caught a worrying scent on the wind.
It was the unmistakable stench of decay.
