With a smack, my hand definitely hit something, but it wasn't the fox.

Then, that laughter rang in my ear again: "Such poor eyesight. Manager Wan is nothing more than this. You can't even see through a fake body. That's right, everyone used to think you were impressive, but they didn't know that the impressive part wasn't you at all, but the abacus in your hand and the evil spirits in the store.

"Now, you only have a wisp of divine consciousness here, which is equivalent to being in an out-of-body state. You can't summon evil spirits to help you, and you can't use the abacus. I'd like to see what you can do to me!"

After speaking, I saw a lot of sand flowing out from behind the half-statue. The white fox that was hiding behind the statue was gone, and all that was left was a pile of sand.

"It's not a big deal, right? It's just a missed attack. Do you hit your opponent with every move when you fight someone, and never miss?" I said nonchalantly.

"Manager Wan, I really admire your mental fortitude. Are you really so thick-skinned, or are you just good at managing your expressions, or are you just missing a screw? Don't you know that once you come to this temple, you can't go back on your own?"

The fox's voice was coming from a corner in the northeast of the main hall, but the aura on the fox told me that she was using a special spell to deliberately transfer the sound to that direction to confuse me. Her true form was less than three inches behind me.

I smiled, didn't turn around, and directly slapped my hand behind me.

Although I didn't have a physical body, and I could only rely on a wisp of divine consciousness to exert the full force of this palm strike, I would make every move count. Even if the attack power of this move was not very strong, I could still kill this fox with only a hundred years of cultivation by hitting her many times.

As expected, after I struck out with this palm, sand did not appear behind me again. Instead, I heard a scream, and then the demonic aura behind me disappeared.

The white fox had escaped, but she definitely wouldn't leave this temple. Her soul needed to gather with the spiritual energy of the half-statue, and the spiritual energy of the statue was strongest in the dilapidated temple. Once she left the dilapidated temple, she would not be able to gather her soul due to insufficient spiritual energy. When that time came, I wouldn't even need to kill her, and she would dissipate on her own.

Both the white fox and Miss Ba (Eighth Miss) were foxes, they had cultivated for many years, and they knew each other and even had grudges. Miss Ba had burns all over her body, and the white fox's body was destroyed. Did their fox clan encounter some kind of great disaster? Could these two foxes have been injured or killed in the same major event? Besides the two of them, were there any other foxes from that era that survived?

I looked around the main hall again, but didn't find the white fox's figure. She had hidden herself again.

This dilapidated temple was the white fox's territory. She had cultivated in the dilapidated temple for many years, and was very familiar with everything here. Now it was night again, so it could be said that the white fox occupied the advantageous timing and location. It was indeed not easy for me to find her when she hid, but I had to find her even if it wasn't easy.

"Of course I know that once I come to this temple, I can't go back alone. I didn't plan to go back alone. I said that I would take your body away, and I will definitely take your body away. If I don't get your body, I won't leave even if you chase me away."

I closed my eyes, emptied my mind, and began to try to sense the various auras around me, but the white fox seemed to have disappeared from the temple, silently.

I wasn't in a hurry, so I simply sat cross-legged on the ground, pinched my fingers to form a hand seal, and entered a meditative state.

Finally, the white fox couldn't hold back any longer. A sharp bamboo sword flew from the upper left, the tip of the sword pointing directly at my throat.

I quickly dodged and retreated. In the process of retreating, I drew a talisman in the air with my fingers, and quickly slapped the talisman in the direction from which the bamboo sword flew.

Unfortunately, the white fox knew that she would expose her position after attacking me, so she quickly ran away after throwing the bamboo sword. My talisman only knocked down a few roof tiles and didn't hit the white fox, but I still smiled.

Although the white fox's soul was quite old and had experienced a great disaster, a beast was still a beast. She was very impatient, and her composure was far from being able to compare with mine.

Now, she has possessed a small fox body, and I am out of my body without a physical form. She has the advantageous timing and location, and I have a stable mind. Both sides are evenly matched, and it is not easy for anyone to take down the other.

I looked at the missed bamboo sword, pulled it out of the crack in the stone, threw it aside casually, and then walked around the half-fox statue, and kicked the sand behind the statue as if to vent my anger, kicking out an arc-shaped mark in the sand.

A burst of laughter rang out in the main hall again: "Everyone says that you humans who have cultivated have good composure, but I don't think so. What's the point of taking your anger out on a pile of sand? If you have the ability, come at me! Why don't you come? I'm still waiting for you."

The woman's voice was sometimes east, sometimes west, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes up, sometimes down, and her tone was full of mockery.

I just stood in the main hall with a smile on my face, always staying within five steps of the statue.

"I've come to your house in such a grand manner, but you're still hiding and dodging, and you don't even dare to show your figure. I really don't know what you have to be proud of. I'm afraid you've lost all the face of this half-fox statue, haven't you? Isn't that right, Half-Fox?" As I spoke, I grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, shook the hand holding the sand in front of the half-fox statue, and slowly sprinkled all the sand in front of the statue.

My meaningless action naturally attracted another round of ridicule from the white fox, but I didn't care at all. Sometimes I would retort a few words, and sometimes I was too lazy to even bother with her.

Later, we exchanged two more moves. She used flying tiles and half a stone table to attack me, but the result was similar to the last exchange. Neither of us suffered a loss, and neither of us gained an advantage. We both tossed around for four or five hours for nothing, and it was almost dawn.

Although I am a human and shouldn't be afraid of dawn, I am in this state now, which is not much different from a ghost, so I still have to avoid the sun.

A cock crowed in the distance, and the white fox immediately laughed again.

"Boy, I'd like to see how you fly back under the sun. Today, I'll make your soul fly away and scatter!"

The white fox was too lazy to hide anymore. With a shout, she rushed towards me, stirring up dust and sand, thinking that she already had the victory in her grasp and could capture me in one fell swoop. Little did she know that this was the move I had been waiting for.

The white fox was already dizzy with the joy of impending victory. She only saw me covering my head and dodging in the whirlwind she had stirred up, but she didn't see that the sand, dust, and tiles on the ground hadn't moved at all.

Just as the white fox was about to pounce in front of me, I raised my foot and kicked the bamboo pole next to me. The white fox's body trembled, and she stopped directly in mid-air. Instead of pouncing at me, she fell straight to the ground.