"Shao Tong and the Chairman are one, they have a symbiotic relationship!" Jiang Cheng pointed towards the pile of corpses and roared, "Kill Shao Tong!"

Everyone on the field who still had a breath left, except for special cases like Fatty, basically reacted. Lord Shui immediately controlled his vines to strangle Shao Tong.

Sure enough, after Lord Shui made his move, the puppets seemed to receive a simultaneous command, quickly converging on Shao Tong, while Lord Shui's vines were torn apart by brute force by the two closest puppets.

This scene directly confirmed Jiang Cheng's guess. The group quickly changed their target of attack. The Chairman in mid-air wanted to turn back to rescue him, but Wu would not give him such an opportunity and quickly entangled him.

Helpless, the Chairman could only drive the human-faced black mist to protect Shao Tong, but without the protective black mist, the Chairman could not gain any advantage in the fight against Wu. On the contrary, because of the distraction, Wu, who had drawn his blade and closed in, seized an opening. For a time, layers upon layers of blade light were like a tsunami, forcing the Chairman to retreat again and again.

The human-faced black mist formed a circle around Shao Tong, like an overturned bowl, trapping Shao Tong inside. Shao Tong didn't seem to have recovered yet and was not clear on what had happened. He looked dazed.

According to the Chairman, Shao Tong was unaware of the whole matter. He was merely a tool being used, and he had even fought with the Chairman for control of the body. This directly led to the Chairman showing his flaws. From this perspective, Shao Tong had no obvious fault. However, the situation was urgent, and Jiang Cheng and the others were not benevolent people, so they couldn't care so much.

"Kill Shao Tong!"

"Kill Shao Tong! He's easy to kill!"

Suspended in mid-air, Huai Yi also got excited when he saw this scene. From his high vantage point, he could clearly see that the key point now was concentrated on this person called Shao Tong. He didn't know Shao Tong, nor did he care about his life or death. Huai Yi only knew one thing: as long as this person died, the current predicament would be resolved, and he and his brothers could survive.

While Wu was fighting fiercely with the Chairman, he also paid attention to the battlefield below. He left the relatively intact Hungry Ghost to protect Jiang Cheng and the others, while the remaining three ghouls rushed towards Shao Tong together, helping Lord Shui share the pressure.

After a series of fierce battles, only 8 puppets remained, but each one was a tough opponent capable of contending with the Hungry Ghost and Heart-Eating Demon. Three of them were fighting with the Heart-Eating Demon, Scarecrow, and Murder Demon, while another three were dedicated to blocking Lord Shui. The last two guarded Shao Tong.

With the human-faced black mist enveloping him, plus the protection of 8 powerful puppets, Shao Tong could be said to be the safest person in the entire building now.

Seeing this scene, Huai Yi was extremely anxious. The rope suspending him creaked as it was pulled. He also wanted to help. After all, he also controlled a gate of ghoul, although his combat power might not be as strong as the Scarecrow's, including him and Wang Qi would definitely be a considerable force.

"Don't move!" Wang Qi's voice sounded. "There's something strange about the rope holding us. Once it's cut, we'll both die here."

Hearing this, Huai Yi was shocked. He also felt that something was wrong with the rope, like the Immortal Binding Rope in *Journey to the West*. Being suspended by this rope, he couldn't exert any strength at all, but he didn't expect the consequences to be so dangerous.

Wang Qi raised his head. The rope went straight up until it disappeared into the darkness. "What you can think of, Wu can also think of. The fact that he didn't save us immediately is enough to explain the problem."

"Just wait. We're already a burden. Don't cause them any more trouble," Wang Qi's voice was filled with unwillingness and guilt.

Separated by the human-faced black mist, something seemed to have changed with Shao Tong. Shao Tong slowly stood up, reaching out to touch the black mist, but the texture of the mist was like a wall.

"Shao Tong... he seems to be waking up?" Fatty said uncertainly.

"His body has been invaded for too long. That guy's will isn't something he can bear, but his aptitude isn't bad. He should be able to live for a while longer," Wu Yingying sighed softly.

Hearing this, Fatty couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out that the Night Watcher had never intended to let Shao Tong live from the beginning. From the moment the mission began, he was destined to die.

Thinking of this, Fatty couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Now, Shao Tong was the only true loner on this battlefield. No matter which side won in the end, he would die.

Shao Tong looked outside blankly, his eyes unfocused. The black mist was more like a one-way mirror. They could see Shao Tong from the outside, but Shao Tong inside couldn't see what was happening outside.

The situation became increasingly critical. Lord Shui was besieged by three puppets and was struggling. After punching back one puppet, Lord Shui was unable to dodge and was attacked by another puppet, which clawed fiercely at his right arm, instantly leaving five hideous bloody wounds. Lord Shui immediately retreated, and at the same time, a thick vine behind him split in the middle. Lord Shui fled into it in a panic, but the last puppet obviously didn't intend to let him go. It immediately pressed forward, piercing the vine with a fierce punch and grabbing Lord Shui out. At this moment, Lord Shui was extremely miserable, his chest pierced by an iron fist, constantly spurting green liquid from his mouth, his pupils dilated, obviously beyond saving.

But just as the last puppet raised its hand, intending to completely end him, Lord Shui seemed to have come back to life, twitching all over, and then his body suddenly exploded.

The power of this explosion was extremely strong. The puppet that had pierced Lord Shui with its fist didn't have time to react at all and was directly blown away, losing half of its body. After the explosion, only two legs remained standing in place. The other two puppets, although not dead, were splattered with green liquid. The liquid was extremely corrosive, and the puppets were burned beyond recognition.

And almost at the same time, a thick vine burst out of the ground behind the puppets. After the vine split, Lord Shui reappeared and then rushed towards Shao Tong at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, Lord Shui was covered in scars, and most of the tender seedlings on his head had withered. He charged forward with an indomitable momentum.

However, at this moment, there was still the last puppet blocking his way. This puppet was covered in bandages, with only a bloodthirsty mouth exposed.

There was no doubt that this puppet was the strongest of all the puppets in this haunted building. Although it had not yet made a move, the aura that faintly emanated from its body proved its strength.

The puppet opened its hand, and countless bandages spread out from the puppet's body, quickly forming a huge bandage tornado. The terrifying tearing force within the tornado seemed to be able to shred everything that approached it.

However, this time, it was facing Lord Shui.

Lord Shui roared, and the remaining few tender seedlings on his head instantly withered. A surge of majestic power erupted, colliding heavily with the tornado with a fearless momentum.