The evil spirit was almost driven mad, wishing it could stand up and devour the brat alive.
When had its dignified Ghost King status ever suffered such humiliation?
It was simply too much of an insult.
Yu Daohen, seeing the evil spirit choking with rage, felt a surge of satisfaction. This was precisely the outcome he desired.
Think about it, twenty years of effort, all gone in one night. Your tribulation is likely hopeless now.
Alas, what a pity, truly a pity!
Yu Daohen continued his barrage.
If I were you, I'd risk my life to kill the opponent.
The evil spirit gnashed its teeth, making a grinding sound: Today, even if I die, I will kill you, brat!
With that, the evil spirit gritted its teeth and stood up abruptly, but before it could take a step, its ghostly energy surged out towards the wound.
The courage the evil spirit had mustered instantly vanished, and it slumped back down to its knees with a thud.
Seeing his scheme almost succeed, Yu Daohen resumed his taunts: Ah, enduring for over twenty years, on the verge of tribulation, only to have it easily ruined by a mere brat. This is unbearable! If it were me, I'd rise up and destroy him with my last breath.
The evil spirit's eyes blazed with fury as it glared fiercely at Yu Daohen. Though it knew the other was trying to provoke it, it couldn't help but want to rise and kill him.
Is this something a person would do?
I may not be human, but you are truly a dog!
Just as the evil spirit was about to risk its life to kill the brat before it, it suddenly realized something.
It could call for reinforcements!
Yu Daohen, seeing the evil spirit suddenly calm down, was puzzled: What, have you gone mad with anger? Think about it, twenty years of painstaking cultivation to reach the tribulation stage, only one step away.
The evil spirit chuckled: Although I cannot kill you, I can call for help.
As soon as the evil spirit finished speaking, a wisp of black energy drifted out and floated towards the direction of the cave.
Yu Daohen stared at the evil spirit's actions, stunned for a long time before reacting: You're cheating! You're calling for backup.
As soon as Yu Daohen finished speaking, he quickly changed his demeanor, a lecherous smile appearing on his face: Esteemed Ghost Lord, please calm your anger. I was just playing around with you. Why call for others?
The evil spirit let out a triumphant laugh: Brat, weren't you quite arrogant just now? Why aren't you arrogant anymore? Show me some more of that arrogance.
That was just a slip of the tongue. We can discuss this. Don't just call for people whenever you feel like it. Yu Daohen said with a cheeky grin, but inwardly he cursed.
Damn it, I didn't expect this fellow could call for help. I was careless!
The saying "Pride comes before a fall" is indeed true.
The evil spirit snorted: Do you think there's room for discussion?
Yu Daohen's mind was a storm of curses. The situation, which seemed like a sure win just a moment ago, was now completely reversed. Who could have predicted this?
It seems Heaven itself wants me, Yu Daohen, dead.
Now, I don't even have the strength to stand. Using the Nine Reincarnation Eyes and the Blood Tear Short Sword three times in a row was my limit.
Just as Yu Daohen was about to close his eyes and await death, several lights suddenly shot over from not too far away.
Yu Daohen's heart leaped with joy. It seemed he would win after all.
It seems I am the victor of this battle. Yu Daohen said, looking at the evil spirit: You are destined to die today.
The evil spirit looked at the approaching lights and couldn't help but laugh: Hahaha, did you really win this battle?
Are you still putting on a brave front when death is at your doorstep?
Yu Daohen looked at the evil spirit. Although those lights were not from Da Hu and the others, but from villagers, now this fellow could be burned to death with just a single flame.
The evil spirit revealed an inscrutable smile: Then we'll see who wins in the end.
The villagers, seeing Yu Daohen and the evil spirit, also approached, holding their flashlights.
Over thirty villagers arrived beside the evil spirit and Yu Daohen.
Seeing He Dong leading the group, Yu Daohen's face lit up with a smile: Mr. He, quickly set that guy on fire. He has no strength to fight back now.
He Dong lowered his head and fell silent. Yu Daohen keenly sensed that something was amiss: You should all understand that if this evil spirit succeeds in its tribulation, you will all surely die.
He Dong remained silent with his head lowered for a long time before finally speaking: I'm sorry, Master Yu. I don't want to lose my wealth. The children's tuition and my daughter's living expenses all require money. I cannot lose this wealth.
Yu Daohen was shocked. He looked at the other villagers: You should also understand that the money you are spending now is exchanged for the fortune of your descendants.
Several middle-aged men in their forties spoke up.
Just the children's tuition fees are a huge expense. This money is very important to us. We've had enough of the hardships of the past.
If he dies, what will we eat and wear? We are truly afraid of the days when we didn't know where our next meal would come from.
Exactly, exactly. Aren't we living quite well now?
Yu Daohen was completely bewildered. The greed of humanity could be so terrifying, not even caring about their own descendants.
Some young people in their early twenties began to curse loudly: Get out of Anxiang Village! You are not welcome here.
Yes, Anxiang Village doesn't welcome you. Leave Anxiang Village immediately.