I turned around abruptly, and a man appeared behind me at some point. It was none other than Xu Feng, whom I had seen before.

Xu Feng just looked at me indifferently.

"Damn it, you surnamed Xu, you bastard!"

After seeing Xu Feng, Lao Dao rushed straight up to him.

He and this guy are practically blood enemies!

However, the moment Lao Dao approached, before he could even make contact with Xu Feng, he was sent flying.

"I mean no harm! I'm here to talk to him!"

At this moment, Xu Feng spoke again, pointing at me with his finger.

I narrowed my eyes slightly, not expecting this guy to actually want to talk to me.

"Old Dao, step back. I want to see what this old bastard has to say!"

I waved my hand, blocking Lao Dao behind me, and then walked over to Xu Feng.

"You want to talk to me?"

But what are your bargaining chips?

Besides, we don't have anything you want on us, do we?

I looked at the man in front of me, my heart filled with apprehension.

When I first met Xu Feng, I just thought he was an ordinary man, nothing special.

Then the old guy suddenly disappeared in the attic, leaving behind a small doll in Fatty's basement.

At that time, I felt that Xu Feng was not simple.

With this latest incident, and after hearing his name mentioned in books time and time again, I became even more certain that this man was more dangerous than I had imagined.

"Have them all leave. I want to talk to you!"

Xu Feng still had that indifferent expression, but I could tell that the Xu Feng in front of me was much worse than before.

To be precise, his current body doesn't seem to be his original form.

"You are not Xu Feng!"

I stared intently at him, and finally slowly uttered a few words.

"To be precise, it's the lingering aura on you from last time. You're very smart and very strong!"

I need to complete my daughter's soul, and I need your help with the most crucial steps!

I tried to guide you using my own methods before, but I failed!

Come find me, and I'll give you what you need. You won't lose out in this deal!

Xu Feng's lips curled up slightly, his expression still indifferent.

Looking at Xu Feng's half-dead state, I really wanted to rush up and beat him up.

"As an outsider, I still feel it's necessary to remind you that you can't afford to mess with what's in this mansion, but you do have something to deal with it!"

"You'd better watch yourself; you shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess!"

After leaving behind these words, Xu Feng's body began to dissipate.

"Where did that son of a bitch go?!"

Old Dao was standing where Xu Feng had just been, waving his hands repeatedly, trying to beat Xu Feng up, but he couldn't grab anything.

"No need to look anymore, Old Dao, it's just a remnant soul!"

"That must be that guy's trick!"

I pulled Lao Dao back again. Lao Dao, this old rascal, always seems to be missing a screw. He can't even tell what state his opponent is in.

"A remnant soul?"

Old Dao shook his head, somewhat unable to understand.

"It's a secret technique that has been lost for a long time. It allows you to separate a part of your soul and then transmit messages over a distance!"

This secret technique is extremely harmful to the body!

Unless it's something extremely important, it generally won't be used!

At this point, the older woman patiently explained to me and Lao Dao.

The old lady truly lives up to her reputation as an encyclopedia; she knows a great deal, and she can even perform these strange and unusual secret techniques with ease.

"Since this secret technique is extremely harmful to the body, he still goes to great lengths to parasitize his older brother."

That means his older brother is extremely important to him!

The older woman then added something to my answer.

I nodded slightly: "That's natural. I was born lacking an earth soul, and a body like mine is an excellent tonic for such a flawed soul!"

I gleaned a useful piece of information from what Xu Feng just said.

His daughter, like me, actually lacked a soul.

He also wanted to use this method to complete his daughter's soul.

Does this mean you have to sacrifice me to complete your daughter's soul?

And then there were the things he just reminded me of.

I really want to know what magical artifact I possess that can subdue that guy.

Xu Feng wouldn't say something like that for no reason; there must be some consideration behind it.

However, the only powerful magical artifacts I possess are those two mirrors and this lightning sword.

From the previous perspective, these three magical artifacts have a certain restraining effect on the demons inside, but they are definitely not as powerful as Xu Feng said.

In other words, there must be some information in this that I hadn't noticed before.

"A puppet! It's a puppet!"

I suddenly thought of the puppet inside the box.

If I remember correctly, this puppet is quite powerful. We used up four at the coffin site, and we should still have three left.

They're really getting fewer and fewer of them.

I quickly opened my backpack, and then I took out the box containing the puppets. To my surprise, there were exactly seven puppets inside the box.

"Why are there seven again?"

I was a little shocked.

Moreover, looking at these seven puppets now, I always feel that something is a little different.

It had a little more vitality than the puppets I saw at first.

"What's wrong, brother?"

When the older woman saw that I wasn't moving, she quickly asked.

"Nothing, I just feel like this puppet is a bit strange!"

I pointed to one of the puppets.

The puppet's eyeballs suddenly twitched, revealing fine blood vessels and the flow of blood, just like the real thing.

"[Blood Golem]? Impossible!"

The old woman blurted out after seeing the puppet.

"Blood golem? What is that?"

I was a little shocked when I heard this unfamiliar word. Although I didn't know what it meant, my intuition told me that it was definitely not a good word.

"It is also something that has been lost for a long time, something used in sacrificial rites!"

This state was achieved by absorbing the power of flesh and blood from sacrificial offerings! Its combat strength is extraordinary!

The older woman patiently explained it to me.

"But that's not right! When did this thing absorb flesh and blood?"

The woman quickly realized what was happening, then picked up one of the puppets, examined it closely, and squeezed it hard with her hand.

A thick stream of fresh blood flowed out.

The red blood splattered on me, still steaming.

The woman's face looked very grim: "Something's wrong, sir!"

Your puppet has been replaced! And there are living people in this space!

"Are there still survivors?"

My scalp is tingling again.

There are only three of us alive here. If I had to say, the last one alive would be He Feilong.