CHAPTER 235: CHAPTER 184 THIS BOSS IS DIFFERENT_2

"Everyone, be careful of the dangers inside." The expression on the Scar-faced Ghost’s face was somewhat complex. How many times had he dreamt of returning to this place?

Now that he was here, it no longer belonged to him.

It seemed as though the glow of the torches had dimmed a bit, severely limiting everyone’s vision.

Immediately, five fierce hyenas rushed in first, lining up and blocking the front.

Under the Eye of Investigation, Small Knife’s vision was not affected.

Inside, it appeared to be a hallway. He could see a skeleton not far away and several scattered skeletons at the edge of his vision.

"You two guard the door!" Small Knife instructed the Two-headed Witch and the Veteran.

Then he cautiously walked in.

Skeletons: These seemed to be the bones of a cultivator, but their energy had been completely devoured, so they were of no value.

"I obtained my Ten Souls Banner from him, and there are more skeletons ahead, more Yin souls. Be careful, Brother Dao," the Scar-faced Ghost whispered.

Now that the Celestial Net had covered this area, his courage had increased significantly, and he led the hyenas forward first.

After getting closer.

In the firelight, he could vaguely see the scattered skeletons ahead, but the Scar-faced Ghost stopped.

A Level 80 fierce beast, a red-eyed hyena, under command, slowly stepped forward.

As the hyena approached, suddenly, faint humanoid figures emerged from the skeletons.

They rushed into the hyena’s body at an extremely fast speed.

"Be careful! It’s them." The Scar-faced Ghost hurriedly retreated, while having the other four fierce hyenas cover the rear.

At this time, the fierce-level hyena was visibly shriveling at a rapid pace.

Small Knife, relying on the Eye of Investigation, saw clearly.

Weak Yin Soul: Evaluation: Level 40.

Tip: Pure Ghost Qi detected, deducing the essence of the Yin Soul transcends, as long as the absorption of energy is sufficient, the Hundred Level bottleneck does not exist.

"No good! The Wolf Soul has also been devoured by them." Over here, waving a small banner, the Scar-faced Ghost shouted in panic.

Two of the Wolf Souls in his Ten Souls Banner had already disappeared.

Because the fierce beast was powerful, he had used two Wolf Souls to control one, in order to maintain complete control.

"Can you capture them in the Ten Souls Banner?" Small Knife asked.

At this moment, several faint humanoid figures emerged from the desiccated hyena corpse. Small Knife observed that their levels had generally increased by more than five levels.

"I’ll try!" With complaints in his heart about such a sudden demand, the Scar-faced Ghost decisively gritted his teeth and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the small banner, shaking it in his hand.

A blood mist spread out, engulfing forward as if it had its own spirituality.

That mouthful of blood cost the Scar-faced Ghost dearly, dropping him from Level 100 to Level 95.

The quality of this heart blood was substantial.

At the same time, several Wolf Souls emerged from within the fierce beast, rushing into the blood mist, unwillingly exploding and turning into Yin Qi, merging into the blood mist.

Thus, the blood mist became extremely dense, immediately attracting those humanoid figures.

Apart from the fastest, highest leveled two figures, which had already merged into the fierce beast’s body as a blockade, the other four figures collectively abandoned the fierce hyena, diving towards the blood mist.

Too fast, they instantly merged into the blood mist.

The Scar-faced Ghost’s face changed, and his life began to decrease.

"Brother Dao, we can’t subdue them, they’re too fierce." The Scar-faced Ghost’s face turned pale, having lost both the woman and the soldiers, suffering great losses.

"Hold on!"

Small Knife extended his hand, bringing out a gun.

The Scar-faced Ghost was stunned, nearly fainting.

This wasn’t the time for jokes, it was life-threatening.

Because what Small Knife took out was a water gun, obviously made from materials used in a game.

Nonetheless, the Scar-faced Ghost held onto a sliver of hope.

Hoping it wasn’t a toy gun, but a treasure in the shape of a toy gun.

Whoosh!

He despaired, because it was indeed a toy gun, a toy water gun, not only spraying out water but he could also see its attributes.

Crude toy water gun.

Tip: Clearly, it was made by a beginner.

The stream of water shot forward, entering the blood mist.

Relying on the Eye of Investigation, Small Knife could roughly determine the location of the Yin souls.

The water jet, thicker than a child’s urine, shot out.

"Use a bit too much, don’t kill them," Small Knife muttered, infuriating the Scar-faced Ghost.

Too unreliable.

But then he was dumbfounded, staring in disbelief.

He couldn’t see inside the blood mist, but he could clearly feel that the four Yin souls were rapidly weakening and their levels were quickly dropping.

He was actually able to hold them off.

Instinctively waving the banner, he spat out another mouthful of heart blood.

"Capture!"

The blood mist swept up the four struggling Yin souls, quickly flying back and merging into the banner.

The Ten Souls Banner was dyed blood red, and within it, four humanoid figures could be seen writhing and twisting.

"Once you’re in, don’t think of getting out." The Scar-faced Ghost barely had enough time to take a Blood Qi Pill.

At this point, his life was less than half.

All because of the torment.

This leader is far too unreliable.

Two figures emerged from the fierce hyena’s body, which hadn’t yet been completely drained, escaping in a hasty manner, rapidly dimming and dropping in level.

All because Small Knife’s water gun sprayed onto the hyena, forcing them out.

"There are still two left! Don’t waste them." Small Knife shouted.

To be safe, in addition to Spirit Water, he had prepared a Celestial Grade Half-Spirit Water in another water gun.

Isn’t this the perfect use, since if it were Spirit Water, they would likely be directly eliminated.

Here, the Scar-faced Ghost wore a bitter expression, it was life-threatening.

Now, he couldn’t bother to display himself in front of the leader, and directly shouted, "I can’t do it, I can’t take any more."