Guo Sheng is dead, and only Xia Tianqiong and Bai Tianxiong remain as images on the screen.
More than two hundred cat demon clones split into two groups, one chasing Bai Tianxiong and the other chasing Xia Tianqiong.
Meanwhile, the remaining 20,000 to 30,000 survivors were also searching for them everywhere.
Everyone knows that as long as these two are killed, the game will end, and the others can leave here alive.
Suddenly, the Ghost Realm became unusually lively, with everyone actively searching for the two of them.
Bai Tianxiong's Sky Rope is a kind of magical device that allows him to rise into the air and then fall down to other places.
With just this item, he hid and fled from pursuers.
At first, things went smoothly; neither ordinary cat-people nor the cat demon's clones could catch him.
But he couldn't stop. The cat demon's clones were too fast; no matter where they appeared, they would arrive in less than a minute.
He could only use the Sky Rope continuously.
However, like magic tricks, these kinds of magical artifacts come at a price when used.
Bai Tianxiong only carried 70,000 to 80,000 ghost money with him, which could only be used 70 or 80 times at most.
He was getting anxious as the ghost money was about to run out.
Once caught, death is certain.
Suddenly, I remembered that Xia Tianqiong had a lot of Netherworld Gold, so maybe I could borrow some money from him.
"Mr. Xia, where are you?"
So, Bai Tianxiong ran for his life while shouting loudly.
He originally had a mysterious device that could locate people, but for some reason it stopped working and he couldn't find Xia Tianqiong.
Xia Tianqiong was currently in the mirror space, so naturally no one could find him.
Even the cat demon's clones didn't know where he was hiding.
In mirror space.
A thin, hunched old man was being besieged by hundreds of Xia Tianqiongs.
It looks thin and weak, but with each swing of its claws, it can destroy seven or eight mirror images as easily as popping balloons.
This cat demon's clone should be at the Fierce Demon level; with its endless mirror clones, it can barely keep it occupied.
Xia Tianqiong stood at a distance, watching silently, not daring to approach at all.
The eight waiters were seriously injured and almost had their demonic bodies shattered. Now, after being restored with gold, they can continue fighting.
They hide in the mirror image, occasionally striking out unexpectedly, which can make the cat demon's clones quiet for a second or two.
"Master, please sit and watch. Don't tire yourself out. This old rascal is not easy to deal with; it will probably take quite some time."
The delivery guy brought over a chair and placed it behind Xia Tianqiong.
Unable to participate in the battle, it could only stay by Xia Tianqiong's side, ostensibly to protect its master and act as his last shield.
Xia Tianqiong was quite satisfied with it, nodded, sat down in her chair, and continued to focus on the battle.
Time passed little by little.
Ten minutes, thirty minutes, an hour—countless mirror clones had been destroyed. In short, the Mirror Demon consumed dozens of taels of gold to replenish its Netherworld Power.
Ordinary ghost hunters can't afford such a high price.
The cat demon clone that looked like an old man was finally defeated.
It collapsed because it had exhausted its own Netherworld power, and was then pressed to the ground by a group of mirror clones.
"Make a pact with me, and I'll spare your life."
Only then did Xia Tianqiong dare to approach a little closer.
The old man had a face full of wrinkles, a head of silver hair, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.
"I'm just an avatar. So be it if I die. I can't let my own body suffer because of me."
Xia Tianqiong was taken aback. This strange old man spoke clearly and thought clearly, so he seemed to be quite intelligent.
I should have known better than to catch it.
"You also have your own thoughts and consciousness. Do you really want to die?"
"Hehe, as long as the original body doesn't die, it can split into countless copies of me."
"Is that still the same person you are now?"
Old Guitou fell silent, closed his eyes, and said no more.
The consciousness of the clone originates from a part of the original consciousness, but it is also independent. Once the original dies, when it splits again, a new consciousness will be generated, which is naturally not the original one.
Xia Tianqiong sensed something was amiss and suddenly conjured up dishes of food, placing them in front of her.
"Make a contract with me, and I'll feed you well every day, as much as you want."
The old man opened his eyes a crack, glanced at me, and then closed them again. "Stop talking nonsense and kill me. My true form will avenge me. You can't leave the Ghost Realm alive."
Xia Tianqiong was still unwilling to give up. After thinking for a while, she had the deliveryman bring over a pile of gold.
"See? I have tons of gold. Follow me and you'll have more money than you can spend. I can even guarantee to use gold to help you level up."
"You actually have so much ghost money?"
The old man opened his eyes again, this time widening them so much that his eyeballs almost bulged out.
"Take it out earlier! You young man, you're so inconsiderate. If you had taken it out sooner, we wouldn't have had to fight for so long. My old bones are about to fall apart!"
Its face was filled with disbelief, followed by ecstasy.
The speed of her change of attitude took Xia Tianqiong by surprise.
It seems this strange old man's hobby is money.
"Are you willing to form a contract with me?"
"Give me all this ghost money, and I'll sign a ten-year equal contract with you."
The old man squinted his eyes and quoted what he thought was an extremely high price, waiting for the other party to bargain.
“I want to sign the Human Lord Contract because you were defeated by me, not because you asked to sign it.”
“No way. I would rather die than sign a human-master contract. That would be an insult to our supernatural beings.”
Xia Tianqiong didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, but the faces of the Mirror Ghost, the Takeout Ghost, and the eight waiters next to him immediately darkened.
They all stared at the eerie old man, seemingly wanting to kill him.
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