Chapter 37: The Woman in White
The ghostly woman, with her face deathly pale and blood streaming from all seven orifices, was instantly blasted backward by Li Yanchu’s punch.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
A corrosive sound rang out from the ghost’s body, like boiling oil splashing onto ice and snow. To her, Li Yanchu’s blood and qi were as oppressive as a savage ancient beast.
Boom! Li Yanchu unleashed another punch, this one strong enough to produce a sonic boom.
The female ghost’s long hair flew wildly behind her, and her fingers curled like claws as she lunged straight toward him.
Boom!
A surge of overwhelming force slammed into her. This female ghost, so saturated with resentment and malice, was obliterated on the spot. The sheer impact even collapsed one of the room’s walls.
At this time, the tremendous noise startled everyone in the Feng household. Several burly guards, armed with sabers, came rushing over in alarm. In just a few heartbeats, Li Yanchu had already annihilated the ghost.
“Stay back!” he barked coldly.
The guards exchanged glances, unsure what had just happened. But Li Yanchu’s expression suddenly changed. He had clearly just killed the ghost with his Divine Astral Hands techniques, and yet that eerie weeping was still echoing in his ears.
“There’s another one!?”