His eyes burned with even greater greed. He licked his lips and attacked Ning Qing once more.

Ning Qing narrowly dodged again, then concentrated her ghostly power in her palm and slapped it towards the blurry face.

The blurry face dispersed, then reassembled two meters away.

Ning Qing silently withdrew her arm, cursing inwardly: Damn, this old ghost is hard to beat. He can scatter and then reassemble after being hit. Isn't he just an unkillable cockroach?

The system in the space also tensed up. What kind of hidden big boss is this? It's practically a loophole.

The blurry face reassembled and laughed arrogantly, "Haha, you're still too green, you can't do anything to this old man. Obediently offer up your power and I'll make it easier for you to disappear."

Ning Qing: Damn it, I really want to summon Silver Killer and slice off its ugly face with one sword.

The system quickly stopped him, saying: "Host, don't be impulsive. Have you forgotten the first plane?"

Ningqing...

The blurry face continued, "I advise you not to struggle in vain. Be good and offer all your strength to this old man."

While speaking, Ning Qing searched for magical treasures in her spatial dimension. There was no other way to deal with such an invincible being but through external force. "Oh, then how can I offer my power to you?"

Upon hearing this, the system panicked and shouted: "Host, you can't listen to that ugly ghost! You haven't completed your mission yet, you can't die!"

Ning Qing: Shut up. If you can't speak properly, then don't open your mouth.

The system only cares about the task, not the host. This system is no longer useful; whoever wants it can have it.

The blurry face spoke smugly, in a tone of charity, "You voluntarily transfer your power to me, or I absorb the power from you."

Ning Qing's eyes dimmed, and she spoke weakly, "Could you give me a moment to make a phone call and say goodbye to my family and friends?"

The primordial spirit in the space picked up a magic weapon and muttered: This won't do, let's find another one, one that can kill this bastard.

The blurry face said unhappily, "How many years have you been dead? Do you still have relatives? Don't try to fool me and stall for time. Hurry up and offer your strength."

Ning Qing lowered her head and spoke softly, "I'm still a new soul, I've only been dead for less than two years."

Upon hearing this, the blurry face stared at Ning Qing in surprise, looking her up and down. She was indeed a new soul, and in just two years she had already accumulated such profound ghost power. This talent... was truly enviable.

It must be eliminated today; it cannot be allowed to grow any further. If it does, the consequences will be dire.

If this talent were to be willingly sacrificed, the gains would be greater, and the power would be purer and stronger.

"Okay, you have ten minutes to make the call."

Ning Qing pursed her lips, "Ten minutes is too short, I still have a few people to say goodbye to..."

The blurry face impatiently interrupted Ning Qing before she could finish speaking, "Then there's no need to make a phone call. Begin the sacrifice now."

Ning Qing was speechless. This ugly guy had such a bad temper; he wouldn't even let her finish her sentence.

Blurring the face was a cautious move, lest things get complicated and it would be better to quickly absorb the power from the little ghost.

He quickly approached Ning Qing, but before he could get close, something caught him. He struggled to break free of the net, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape.

With bloodshot eyes staring at Ning Qing, he said, "Quickly get this thing off your body."

Just as Ning Qing noticed the blurry face's expression change, she found a net that could catch anything in the world and threw it directly at the blurry face, unexpectedly catching it.

Ning Qing crossed her arms and scoffed, "Dream on."