“I, I am…” Vikas’s body trembled.
He stared at Fang Zong with terror in his eyes. This was truly strange; it was always the living who were afraid of ghosts, but now he was the one afraid of Fang Zong. Fear spread through his heart, as if flowing through his entire body along with the blood of a ghost, stiffening his skin, freezing his muscles, and even chilling him to the bone.
Seriously, it's terrifying!
He was the one who attacked Fang Zong; he grabbed Fang Zong's neck.
But why... is he injured?!
He felt his most fundamental essence being stripped away by a powerful, irresistible, and terrifying force, and then violently snatched away by a pair of large hands.
His body, his soul, everything about him—just like that, a part of him simply vanished!
"I am Vikas!"
Suddenly, Vikas shouted, his body turning into a mist that scattered into the water at his feet. He ignored Sulpi and tried to escape into the distance.
But before he could escape within three meters, his body returned to normal, and Fang Zong was still holding his shoulders.
"Water Release spells are good, but unfortunately I also have water-type spells, the sub-demon quality spell Water Oriole."
Fang Zong's figure materialized from countless crystalline butterflies, his smile chilling, and his hand suddenly clenched.
Okay, there's no notification sound from Ninth Sister this time, it's the mastermind behind it all.
Fang Zong paused his actions and asked again, "Who are you?"
“I,” Vikas burst into tears, “I am Vikas, really, I am Vikas, but I am not Vikas of Sulpi. That guy has long since vanished into thin air, I, I…”
Vikas paused, speaking slowly while his eyes darted around.
He wanted to escape, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of a way to do so.
Why?
How could that be?
How could a powerful ghost of the seventh level of magic, a notorious thief who could roam all of India with his swimming skills when he was alive, be captured by a martial general of the fifth level of magic?
Vikas couldn't understand it at all and continued to think, but he didn't notice that Sulbi had stopped struggling inside Hu Batian's mouth.
"You're not him? He... vanished into thin air?"
Sulpi murmured softly, staring at Vikas with vicious resentment, her eyes flashing with intense hatred.
She was so close to being harmed; even in death, she would have been harmed.
More importantly, she thought she could devour the lifeblood of living people for Vikas's sake, and she killed many people, all of whom she had watched grow up.
She also wants to harm Sophia and Hima, and ruin the lifelong happiness of her two granddaughters!
Everything for Vicas
But Vicas isn't her Vicas...
"Alright, that concludes this matter." Fang Zong glanced at Su Erbi, shook his head, and began asking about his own situation.
First, who are the four ghosts who are going to deal with him?
If it were a real fight, that would be fine. If he killed the other party, Fang Zong would even praise him as a true man. But with such underhanded methods, Fang Zong had no intention of playing along and just wanted to kill him!
All four ghostly entities must, absolutely must, die!
Fang Zong's True Yang Fire ignited, hotter than ever before. He was prepared to utterly obliterate his opponent, not just destroying their soul, but also erasing all traces of that soul across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
He wanted to ensure that the other party wouldn't even have the chance to have their soul branded on the Three Lives Stone!
Noticing Fang Zong's anger, Vicas screamed in terror, "No, don't kill me! I'll tell you everything!"
Ghosts are selfish creatures.
Before they are nurtured and tamed, before they are taught what emotions are through coercion, they are completely unreliable.
Vikas quickly replied, "My name is Vikas. I was a womanizer in India three hundred years ago. I built the Tomb of Passion, but I am the only ghost in it. The rest of the members had their intelligence erased and were eaten after I finished playing with them. I am the only ghost in the Tomb of Passion!"
Fang Zong blinked: "An Indian version of a womanizer?"
"Yes, yes, you're right. Compared to you, I'm just a lowly thief!" Vicas said obsequiously. "The Youquan Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the Spirit Tablet Chat Group from the Eastern Kingdom have joined forces to deal with you. How could I dare to do anything to you? It's just a pity that I couldn't resist the temptation. They gave me eighteen girls from the Eastern Kingdom, as well as two female spirit ghosts from the Eastern Kingdom. They even said that sisters like Sophia and Hima would eventually be mine... Really, I didn't dare to deal with you. I just couldn't resist the temptation. I was wrong, I was wrong. Please let me go, and I'll immediately go and catch those three bastards and bring them before you so you can do whatever you want with them!"
Fang Zong: "Where are the Eastern Kingdom girl and the female ghost?"
Vikas: "This..."
Needless to say, just by looking at Vikas's terrified expression, Fang Zong knew what would become of those Eastern girls and female ghosts.
Fang Zong felt his blood surge, his head tingling, and he involuntarily grinned maliciously, grabbing Vicas with one hand and the magic sword Zhan Yue with the other.
He glanced at the blade and thought it was too sharp, so he simply threw a punch, shattering the weathered rock next to him.
"What, what are you going to do?" Vikas struggled.
Fang Zong stomped down suddenly, sending ripples of water flying, and pressed Vikas's head down into the damp mud.
He picked up a thinner piece of rock, aimed it at Vikas's ear, and slashed it.
That's right, it's cut, not slice!
Cut back and forth with a rock fragment that is slightly sharp, but not as sharp as a regular kitchen knife, slowly.
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