Zhou Xiaopeng remains in the position of having his neck snapped before he died.
The soul's neck was still twisted and deformed, its face was full of solidified pain and resentment, and its empty eye sockets flickered with hatred.
"Why... Why did you kill me..."
The transparent ghost uttered a hoarse whisper, its voice filled with an unyielding curse of blood and tears.
As the whispers grew louder, Zhou Xiaopeng's soul began to solidify, and the mist around him surged wildly.
The resentment he felt after his tragic death transformed Zhou Xiaopeng into a vicious and hateful ghost!
"Kill...kill!"
Driven by his ghostly instincts, Zhou Xiaopeng, who had just materialized, lunged directly at Li Yu, the nearest living person.
Li Yu's gaze was strange. He hadn't expected that Zhou Xiaopeng's obsession and resentment after his death would be so deep that it would allow him to skip the chaotic stage of an ordinary soul and directly transform into an aggressive ghost.
Just as the ghostly figure rushed in with a chilling wind
His golden eyes suddenly lit up, and golden energy chains shot out like lightning, tightly binding Zhou Xiaopeng's soul and imprisoning him in mid-air!
"Sizzle—!"
The golden energy on the chains spread along his soul, emitting a piercing sound like a red-hot iron being plunged into ice water, scorching his soul and resentment.
"Aaaaaah—!!!"
In extreme pain, Zhou Xiaopeng let out a piercing scream.
The ghostly body struggled wildly within the chains, and an aura of resentment instantly filled the entire research lab.
Amidst the continuous, agonizing screams, the golden energy continued to relentlessly scorch his chaotic consciousness.
A moment later, the frantic struggle gradually weakened, and the pure, blood-red, resentful light in the soul's eye sockets flickered uncertainly.
In the end, a vague yet painful clarity painstakingly replaced the utter madness.
After being forced to calm down, the ghost Zhou Xiaopeng finally regained some consciousness.
"I...I am..." Zhou Xiaopeng's ghost looked around, sensing his own ethereal state.
Suddenly, the last memory before death, that suffocating scene, crashed into my mind like shattered glass.
His father's cold, resolute gaze, the hand that snapped his neck, and that whisper...
"No--!!!"
Realizing that he was dead, and that his own father had killed him, Zhou Xiaopeng's soul erupted with even more intense resentment than before, almost swallowing up his remaining sanity once again.
But the golden chains tightened suddenly, and the golden flames blazed brightly, forcibly suppressing the eruption of resentment.
Realizing his soul was being controlled, Zhou Xiaopeng's gaze finally focused, and he saw clearly the person standing in front of him, manipulating the chains, looking at him with icy eyes—
It's Li Yu!
The moment Zhou Xiaopeng saw Li Yu, his soul froze, overwhelmed by boundless despair and a sense of absurdity.
"How...how is this possible?! I'm clearly dead, so why can you still control me?!"
Why...why...
If he had known that Li Yu possessed such abilities, and that he would fall under Li Yu's control even after death, he would have preferred to be annihilated on the spot rather than become this grotesque figure because of his final obsession.
"It's you! It's all because of you! If you hadn't captured me, how could my dad... how could he have killed me! Li Yu! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!!" The ghost Zhou Xiaopeng trembled violently, trying to pounce on Li Yu, but was held back by the chains.
Li Yu watched its futile struggles expressionlessly, her golden eyes devoid of any emotion, only a cold scrutiny.
"It seems you're even more arrogant than when you were alive. Well, that's good, so you can atone for your sins properly."
"Atonement?" Zhou Xiaopeng's soul froze for a moment, then he realized something:
"What do you want?! Let me go!"
Li Yu smiled coldly, as if whispering a demon:
"Don't be afraid. After you die, your life belongs to me. I will make sure you 'live' well. Perhaps one day, you can repay Zhou Zhenbei for his 'fatherly love'."
These words, like the most vicious curse, pierced the deepest part of Zhou Xiaopeng's soul.
His fear and dependence on his father, intertwined with his overwhelming resentment and hatred towards Li Yu, caused his soul to flicker erratically, emitting painful and chaotic screams:
"No...you can't do this! Ah—"
The golden energy chains tightened again, the searing pain causing him to scream in agony, but it also forcibly suppressed his emotions that were on the verge of collapse.
Li Yu stared coldly at Zhou Xiaopeng's ghost, without a trace of pity in her eyes.
He no longer needed to extract any information from the chaotic ghosts, at least not now.
Even if he becomes a vengeful ghost filled with resentment and pain, Zhou Xiaopeng himself still possesses unique "value".
“It seems you need some time to come to terms with reality and learn to obey.” Li Yu’s voice remained calm. “However, I don’t have time to wait for you to figure it out.”
Before he finished speaking, the golden light in Li Yu's left eye shone brightly!
The powerful pressure and binding force transformed into a giant golden hand, which fiercely grasped at the imprisoned ghost of Zhou Xiaopeng!
Zhou Xiaopeng's soul was violently churning in white mist, his resentment erupting as he attempted to unleash an instinctive resistance.
But when there is a gap between restraint and absolute power, all resistance is futile.
The golden hand exerted force continuously, forcibly compressing the soul, causing Zhou Xiaopeng's ghostly spirit to let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain.
The dense, fog-like soul was squeezed and condensed, its volume rapidly shrinking.
In the blink of an eye, the ferocious ghost that was originally as tall as a person was compressed into a fist-sized form.
Li Yu reached out and grabbed the compressed, weak ghost.
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