The Curse ghost appeared, and their first target was them, which scared them.

As Mutated Beings, each of them was acutely aware of the power of the Curse ghost. The ghost's formidable strength was simply unbeatable for beings of their realm.

Unless they could utilize Army Techniques, allowing their combined strength to perfectly stack, even if twenty or thirty of them banded together against the Curse ghost, they would still be obliterated.

At this point, they now fully understood why Xiao Mu had told them to retreat. Otherwise, the sudden attack from the Curse ghost, would be unavoidable and once trapped by the Soul-hooking rope, any of them would undoubtedly die without any chance of survival.

Chen Rui and the others changed dramatically and quickly retreated.

Meanwhile, the Soul-hooking rope in mid-air suddenly split. One became two, two became four, four became eight…

A Soul-hooking rope hovered above every person's head, simultaneously targeting each of Chen Rui's companions.

Chen Rui and the others went pale once more.

Despite the splitting of the Soul-hooking rope reducing its overall power, it was still too much for them to resist.

However, at this moment, a shout suddenly came from Xiao Mu's mouth...

"Hold on, fellow Daoist!"

At the same time as speaking, he suddenly took out a Thunder Symbol and stuck it in the air.

Crack!

The sound of thunder was released, the air derived streaks of Thunder.

The thunder roared, striking out against the Soul-hooking ropes.

He had been patient, concealing his strength until now. Even under peril, he refused to save Chen Rui and the others, he was waiting for this moment.

He was worried that his power would alarm the Curse ghost and make it hesitate to appear.

Hiding in the Land God Temple, while receiving villagers' offerings, the Curse ghost lived underground. Unless Xiao Mu finds a way to lure it out, they couldn't attack it directly.

After all, even with the Fourth Realm power, he couldn't attack the Evil Ghost hidden underground, unless Xiao Mu enters the True Realm, cultivated the Five Elements Escaping Technique, he would be able to.

Now that the Curse ghost had appeared from underground, Xiao Mu squashed his apprehension. He used the powerful Thunder Transformation Technique, controlling the Thunder Symbol to hit the Soul-hooking rope, simultaneously saving Chen Rui and others and attacking the Curse ghost.

"You, a Fourth Realm Daoist Cultivator!"

The Curse ghost that emerged from the ground finally recognized Xiao Mu's power, and its blood-red pupils shrank.

This was an expert of the Fourth Realm, in the same realm as itself.

What's even more frightening is that the opponent was a Daoist Cultivator.

Daoist Cultivators innately have a strong suppressive effect on evil absurdities.

Therefore, generally speaking, unless that Daoist Cultivator is too weak and doesn't have any powerful techniques, no ordinary Evil Ghost can stand against them - their only fate being death.

Xiao Mu's Thunder Symbol made the curse ghost realize its fears right away.

The Daoist Cultivator indeed had powerful techniques.

This made it impossible not to take him seriously.

At this point, it had a thought, and the Soul-hooking ropes immediately responded. In a moment, dozens of ropes combined into one.

As a single Soul-hooking rope, the power was multiplied manifold.

Then, the Curse ghost threw the Soul-hooking rope into the air once again.

The rope suddenly grew bigger, emitting an immeasurable Deathly Black Qi, instantly filling the night sky and staining the entire surrounding space black.

At the same time, an eerie sound suddenly appeared from nowhere, like a strange echo escaping from the Netherworld, making one shudder to the soul when he heard it.

The enlarged Soul-hooking rope released a black light, under the cover of this eerie sound, it was directly wrapped around Xiao Mu's head.

The Curse ghost didn't hold back when it made its move, it dared not be the slightest bit careless.

The end of negligence in face of Daoist Cultivators like Xiao Mu yields the same result - death.

The reinforced Soul-hooking rope instantly blocked Xiao Mu's thunderous strikes, leaving the mutated Thunder Symbol futile.

Seeing this, a hint of joy appeared on the face of the Curse ghost.

The variation in the Thunder Symbol was apparently still not enough, its power was still unable to subdue its Soul-hooking rope.

If the Daoist Cultivator before its eyes only had this amount of power, it completely had the confidence to defeat him, even kill him.

"Fellow Daoist shouldn't have meddled, what a pity, what a pity, today you will meet with a great disaster."

With a slight shake of its head, an extremely regretful and lamentable expression appeared, it pointed a finger at the Soul-hooking rope.

The Soul-hooking rope acted as one with its intention, under its control, it once again descended upon Xiao Mu.

The Curse ghost was confident that according to the abilities exhibited by Xiao Mu thus far, even if this attack didn't kill him, it would gravely injure him.

"What a pity, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

Xiao Mu appeared calm and unruffled, uttering three words with a gentle smile, "Xuanfeng Needle!"

Suddenly, he flicked his right hand as if he was sending something out.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The sound of air being cut abruptly echoed, mixed with a brilliant, mysterious white light.

Sure enough, there was something enclosed within the white light.

The thing, acting as if it were alive, made a flapping sound as soon as it was released, appearing to transform into some form of insect, and directly darted towards the Curse Ghost.

"What is this?"

The Curse Ghost's pupils shrank instinctively.

The object Xiao Mu had thrown, although its nature was temporarily unknown, the dangerous aura it radiated made him tremble as if a severe danger was flying its way.

However, the faster he looked, the harder it was for him to identify it.

The object moved too quickly, even in the Curse Ghost's eyes, all it could see was a needle-like object with two bizarre wings.

This pair of wings trembled, generating a faint thunderous sound.

Obviously, Xiao Mu had also infused the power of the Thunder Transformation Technique into this Xuanfeng Needle.

With a flash of the needle-like object's wings, a blinding white light was emitted, and in an instant, white was everywhere.

The Curse Ghost, having concentrated intensely on the object, was instantly blinded and couldn't see anything.

"Ah~"

It was taken aback, transformed into a Ghost Mist, and quickly retreated back.

Despite being unsure of what was attacking it, its instinctual consciousness made it feel extremely threatened and it couldn't help but try to keep a distance.

However, just as it started to move, it felt a pain in its chest, as if it had been stung by a mosquito, and as if a gale had blown into its chest from the outside world.

"Ah~"

The Curse Ghost wailed miserably, but hardly got to let out a screech when its body suddenly split open from the chest area.

Then, its entire body broke apart, shattering into fragments like broken glass.

"How... how could this be?"

The final voice echoed, not even in its dying moments did the Curse Ghost understand how it had been killed.

But Xiao Mu simply smiled and nodded.

The potency of this Xuanfeng Needle was more powerful than he had expected, in one strike, it had killed the Curse Ghost.

With a flick of his hand, the white light flew back into his palm, embedded into his body, and disappeared.

This was what Spirit Arts was, similar to a magic treasure but not a magic treasure. It was a condensation of pure power that possessed peculiar abilities.

Power +20.

"The Curse Ghost is dead!"

"It was killed by Mr. Xiao!"

"Was the Curse Ghost really killed?"

"He just killed it!"

Even after the Curse Ghost was killed, Lei Shun and others couldn't believe that it was killed so easily by Xiao Mu.

It all happened in less than ten seconds, right?

The strength of this Mr. Xiao was truly formidable. In less than ten seconds, as a fellow early Fourth Realm cultivator, he had killed a Curse Ghost?

Moreover, this Curse Ghost was even a special one that had been nurtured by the Incense Fire for many years. Its power surpassed that of a regular Curse Ghost. How was this possible?

"The Deathly Black Qi on me is gone! Haha!"

Once the Curse Ghost died, Chen Rui and others noticed that the Deathly Black Qi on their bodies had disappeared, and couldn't help showing their ecstatic expressions.

"Mine's gone too, Haha! I won't have to die anymore."

Someone cheered, crying out loudly in relief.

"Now that the Curse Ghost is dead, should we continue to demolish the Land God Temple?"

Lei Shun raised the question, looking at Xiao Mu, awaiting his instructions.

However, as soon as Xiao Mu's gaze fell on the Land God Temple, his eyebrows suddenly tightened.

Something was wrong!

Even though the Curse Ghost was dead, the air of death and despair still lingered around the Land God Temple.

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