Before Old Mo could make a move, we were captivated by his appearance.
His entire body crackled with electricity.
The "kaka kaka" sounds were awe-inspiring.
"Damn, look at Brother Mo Ting!"
"Wh-what kind of technique is this? Arcs of electricity are dancing all over his body?"
"Such potent energy, and it's rapidly expanding!"
"No, pay attention to his body, it's growing."
"..."
Everyone's gaze was firmly fixed on Old Mo.
Apart from the electrical arcs dancing around Old Mo's body, what was even more terrifying was that his body was growing larger.
At this moment, Old Mo also opened his eyes abruptly.
Then, he let out a sudden roar:
"Lightning Magic Summoning, Activate!"
As soon as the word "Activate" left his lips,
Old Mo's entire body exploded with a "weng" sound, and the electrical arcs crackled outwards.
Some foolishly aggressive spirits, attempting a sneak attack, were instantly vaporized by the electricity.
This ultimate lightning magic, let alone these ghostly spirits, could not be touched by even corporeal demons or humans.
Not only that, after this low growl,
Old Mo's body instantly inflated, becoming incredibly imposing, more muscular than any Mr. Universe.
But the most striking feature was the continuously crackling electrical arcs all over him.
Seeing this, besides surprise, I also smiled.
Because I felt a terrifying aura flowing...
Following that, Old Mo opened his eyes.
He looked towards me and suddenly said:
"Old Qin, how are my special effects?"
Upon hearing this, the praise I had prepared instantly failed to escape my lips.
I felt a sense of speechlessness.
Did you develop a new technique just for me to admire the special effects?
I said nothing, helplessly giving him a thumbs-up.
Then, I continued to fight fiercely with the red-clothed ghost.
Old Mo did not hesitate further. He hefted his peach wood axe.
He shouted:
"You group of vengeful spirits, accept the wrath of the thunder!"
With that, he charged towards me, enveloped in electrical arcs.
Wherever he passed, the lesser spirits couldn't get close.
As I was engaged with the red-clothed ghost, Old Mo flew in and brought down his axe:
"Thunder Burst Axe!"
With a "weng," the axe cleaved down.
Accompanying the axe was an arc of electricity, aimed directly at the red-clothed female ghost.
The female ghost, already suppressed by me, could hardly withstand Old Mo's new technique.
With a "kacha," the electrical arc exploded.
Even with her desperate efforts to resist, the female ghost could not fend it off.
With a scream of "Ah," her entire body was sent flying seven to eight meters away.
She tumbled out of the courtyard.
Old Mo and I exchanged smiles, understanding passing between us unspoken.
Wielding our respective magical artifacts, we charged out.
The red-clothed ghost had just gotten back on its feet.
Old Mo and I attacked simultaneously.
"Die!"
"Bang bang..."
Another two powerful blows landed.
The red-clothed ghost was instantly critically injured.
The terrifying burst of protective energy it unleashed shook the surrounding lesser spirits, preventing them from approaching.
The red-clothed ghost lay on the ground, on the verge of death.
It had lost all ability to resist.
At this point, Old Mo, who was close to the female ghost, suddenly stopped, not killing her outright.
Instead, he glanced at me sideways.
He said nothing, but I understood.
He wanted me to take the female ghost, to seize her Yin lifespan.
I did not hesitate. The Yin lifespan of one red-clothed ghost, starting at a year,
was very important to me.
Without any delay, I took two steps forward, grasped my swords with both hands, and thrust downwards fiercely.
I directly pierced the red-clothed female ghost to the ground.
The female ghost's body arched, and a hissing sound came from her mouth.
Her face, filled with pain, began to contort and change...
Yin malevolent energy continuously spewed from her mouth.
Finally, her body flickered and exploded with a "bang," her soul scattered to the winds.
A relatively bright wisp of white mist directly merged into the purple bone vine.
Killing the red-clothed ghost reignited our morale.
"Well done!"
"Hahaha, we're going to win."
"..."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Not only because Old Mo and I had joined forces to kill a heavily injured red-clothed ghost.
More importantly, the Ten Demon Souls had completely suppressed the other two red-clothed ghosts.
And they were already engaged in battle on the nearby rooftops.
"Bang bang," bursts of energy exploded continuously.
The female ghost's roars and the Ten Demon Souls' howls echoed throughout the village.
"Old Qin, it seems we won't die today!"
Old Mo suddenly spoke.
With the Ten Demon Souls present, once the other two red-clothed ghosts were killed,
we would essentially have victory in hand.
Even with so many lesser spirits and malevolent beings, they would not pose a threat to us in a short period.
I nodded:
"That's right, but don't underestimate them. There are still so many ghosts around. Let's kill a few more."
Old Mo's expression turned cold:
"Let's have a real battle!"
With that, Old Mo hefted his axe and began cleaving at the surrounding lesser spirits.
I also did not hesitate. Recalling the Yin-Yang Treasure Pearl, I plunged into the horde of ghosts and began a killing spree.
We couldn't assist in the battlefield of peak red-clothed ghosts.
But we could clear out these lesser spirits around.
However, I still had a hidden worry in my heart.
That was the Crow Taoist on the opposite rooftop.
Up to this point, he had shown no other actions, nor any intention of making a personal move.
His calmness and composure made me unavoidably vigilant.
Could this fellow still have some hidden tricks...