"You cowardly rat, are you planning to keep hiding like this forever?"

Bai Meng, with a gloomy face, said to Cao Kun.

Despite the sandstorm, he still managed to deliver his voice clearly to Cao Kun's ears.

"You really are stupid. If this is advantageous to me, why would I come out?" Cao Kun brandished the Han sword in his hand, becoming increasingly satisfied with it.

Ten million dollars, that's a steal.

Of course, the attack just now wasn't entirely due to the power of this sword.

The blood of those 99 people, along with other substances, condensed into a blood-fiend power.

You can't escape it.

Bai Meng flashed and reappeared behind Cao Kun.

He was very fast, at least faster than Cao Kun.

Cao Kun couldn't defend against him at all.

puff!

Baimon thrust out with his right arm, but it was still an illusion.

Cao Kun seized the opportunity and was about to strike with his sword again.

But then, Baimon bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood mist condensed in the air, forming a strange symbol.

Beneath that symbol, Cao Kun's real body, out of control, switched places with the phantom.

Cao Kun's expression changed drastically, and he retreated abruptly.

But Baimon still grabbed him by the arm.

A deep bloodstain immediately appeared, but fortunately, they managed to distance themselves from Baimon in time.

Baimon looked at the bits of flesh and blood between his fingers, grinned, and let out a happy yet sinister smile.

"You can't escape."

He put his hand in his mouth and swallowed the tiny pieces of Cao Kun's flesh and blood in one gulp.

Baimon looked at Cao Kun and slowly uttered a Latin word: "Death."

A powerful force descended upon Cao Kun, and he felt his body rapidly decaying, his lifespan burning away at an alarming rate.

One day, five days, twenty days, a month...

His lifespan was rapidly depleted in order to resist this powerful force of death.

But then, Bai Meng suddenly noticed that Cao Kun also had a smile on his face.

A small wooden figure appeared in Cao Kun's hand.

The little figures are sculpted to be very lifelike, with female heads and male bodies.

If you look closely, you can see that the little man's face looks just like Anne's daughter, Charlie.

The body is a proportionally scaled-down version of Anne's son, Peter.

And wrapped around the body of this little wooden figure was the $200,000 check that Annie had given him earlier.

Cao Kun pulled out a special blood needle and inserted it into the heart of the wooden figurine.

"Hmm!"

Baimon immediately clutched his chest and collapsed, his face ashen.

Cao Kun then took out another needle and inserted it into the head of the wooden figure.

Baimon suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if his head was about to explode.

Cao Kun crushed the wooden figure's left leg, turning it into a pile of wood dust.

puff!

Baimon's left leg exploded into a bloody mist.

Then, his right leg and right arm.

Now, only Baimon's body and head remain intact.

He lay on the ground, unable to move.

At this moment, a phantom was about to detach from the body and leave.

Cao Kun flicked his wrist, and another needle pierced the wooden doll's head.

Instantly, the illusory figure was forced back into the limbless, mutilated body.

When the third needle was inserted, Baimon couldn't help but scream in agony, and his body became extremely weak.

"How...how could this be? How could this happen?"

Cao Kun felt that the rate at which his lifespan was burning had suddenly slowed down drastically.

Previously, it was all measured in days.

Now, it is measured in hours and minutes.

This indicates that the deadly attack launched by Baimon has little remaining power and is still weakening.

With a wave of his hand, Cao Kun dispersed the sandstorm, and Imhotep's ghost floated silently in mid-air.

Cao Kun unleashed his Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and Imhotep flew towards him before disappearing.

Cao Kun put away the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and looked at the mangled body of Bai Meng on the ground: "You forcibly swapped my original body back, relying on that check, didn't you?"

“You had Anne give me that check not just to put my mind at ease.”

"You're still up there, your scent lingers."

"The moment I accept that check, it's as if I'm leaving your mark."

"You can not only find me with this, but also forcibly move my physical body at crucial moments."

“I knew all this at the time, but I couldn’t refuse the check. If I didn’t, it would arouse your suspicion in that house.”

"Perhaps then, you will attack me and give me no chance to return here."

"So, I decided to play along. You locked onto me with your aura, and I could take advantage of that."

"However, your aura is too weak. Although I can make use of it, I cannot kill you."

"I have no choice but to let you have a piece of my flesh and blood, provided that I am prepared."

"I know you will use this flesh and blood to launch an attack against me."

"But haven't I also used this flesh and blood to deeply lock onto you?"

"By consuming my flesh and blood, you have formed a deep bond with me, which means I have obtained all your flesh and blood and your very essence."

“My curse can truly kill you.”

Baimon's expression returned to calm, as if the pain had vanished.

But Cao Kun knew that he had simply adapted and was now forcibly enduring it.

Baimon sighed, "I've adjusted my assessment of you several times, but I still underestimated you. But it's alright, next time I'll be more careful and won't give you another chance."

Cao Kun's face darkened: "Let's leave the next matter for next time."

Now, hand over this fragment of your soul to me.

Cao Kun suddenly produced several needles, which he simultaneously inserted into the wooden doll's head, causing Baimon's mutilated body to tremble uncontrollably.

The next moment, Cao Kun raised his hand and made a grabbing motion in the air above the little man's head.

From Bai Meng's mangled body, a phantom flew out and was sucked into Cao Kun's mouth.

"Ding! Killed a C-rank ghost, gained 5,000,000 experience points."

"Ding! Killed a C-rank ghost, obtained the 'Flesh and Blood Regeneration Technique'."

"Note: The Blood and Flesh Regeneration Technique allows one to absorb the power of flesh and blood to restore their injured state when injured."

Hearing the voice in his mind, Cao Kun was both surprised and delighted.

A remnant of Baimon's soul was actually worth 5 million experience points.

The "Flesh and Blood Regeneration Technique" is clearly the same technique that Baimon used before.

With enough flesh and blood, injuries can heal quickly, and even severed limbs can regenerate.

Cao Kun didn't have time to examine it closely. He quickly sat down cross-legged and focused all his energy on refining Bai Meng's split soul.

At the height of his power, Cao Kun would never have dared to do such a thing.

But now, this fragmented soul is extremely weak, giving Cao Kun an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Cao Kun's aura rapidly increased until it reached its peak.

A moment later, some kind of constraint on him was broken.

He broke through again.

He broke through from the fourth grade of the Evil Pill to the fifth grade.

But he did not stop there.

His momentum is still rising.

Bai Meng's split soul can further enhance his cultivation.

More than half an hour passed, and Cao Kun seemed to hear something shatter silently.

His cultivation level reached the sixth grade of the Evil Core realm.