Chapter 137: The Soul-Hooking Ma Mian
At this moment, the horse-faced ghost wore a face of astonishment and didn’t answer, instead muttering incessantly:
“Are you really Shen Luo? Impossible, it’s impossible… How can you appear here, how can you still be alive?”
“What kind of nonsense are you spouting!” Shen Luo was genuinely taken aback by the horse-faced ghost’s gibberish, he retorted harshly.
” Quick… put me down, I have something to say to you!” The horse-faced ghost finally came to his senses, shouting urgently.
After hesitating slightly, Shen Luo sensed that the horse-faced ghost posed no threat, so he immediately channeled his mana, which flowed through his meridians into the short spear in his hand.
Updated by ℕovG○.co With the short spear “peng” igniting flames, he realized that his dantian was filled with abundant mana, clearly maintaining his previous cultivation state from the third level of the Nameless Heavenly Book.
He took a step forward and wielded the short spear at the black qi ropes entwining the horse-faced ghost. The fire flared like a blade cutting the black rope apart.
The horse-faced ghost fell from the pillar, stumbled to kneel, and its white mane spread out from behind its head.
Just as it raised its head, the tip of a fire spear was aimed at its forehead.