The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1103: Are There Any Other Measures?

Chapter 1103: Chapter 1103: Are There Any Other Measures?

Ning Fan, without any hesitation, wielded the Jadestone Mini-sword in his hand and fiercely cleaved at the ghost shadow in front of him.

Swish!

The sword beam, like a bolt of silk, whooshed out, instantly splitting the foremost ghost shadow into two.

Unexpectedly, however, the ghost shadow miraculously healed back together just after being split.

Without giving Ning Fan time to recover, the ghost shadow had already rushed to his back at an alarming speed, clinging onto him firmly.

Boom!

In an instant, Ning Fan felt his mind begin to falter as a deluge of negative emotions crazily surged into his thoughts.

His vision darkened suddenly, and consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

At the critical juncture, a mysterious aura suddenly burst forth from within his body, forcibly dispersing the ghost shadow.

"Huff... Huff..."

Ning Fan, on one knee on the ground, gasped for air heavily, with a trace of fright flickering in his eyes.

"This thing can directly affect my spirit, and not even Spiritual Power can block it!"

If it weren’t for the strange burst of aura from within his body just now, he feared his consciousness would have already collapsed, leaving him at the mercy of The Man in the Black Mist.

In midair, The Man in the Black Mist, observing this scene, was also puzzled.

"Strange... Why wasn’t this boy affected? I clearly felt his consciousness collapsing, so why did it suddenly condense again?"

"And that aura... Why do I feel a sense of familiarity?"

For some reason, The Man in the Black Mist sensed an aura from it that was heart-palpitating.

How could this be?

He was meant to be amongst the most potent beings in Kunlun, so what could possibly make him feel apprehension?

Watching Ning Fan regain his combat abilities, The Man in the Black Mist set aside those thoughts and once again manipulated the ghost shadows to rush at Ning Fan.

"Boy, I will tear you open to see exactly what’s within you!"

A torrent of black qi erupted from his body, crazily infusing into the ghost shadows.

As the black qi poured in, the appearances of these ghost shadows grew increasingly fierce and terrifying, like demons crawling out of hell, they launched a frenzied attack on Ning Fan.

Ning Fan hadn’t yet found a way to counter them, and could only rely on his astonishing speed, constantly dodging to prevent the ghost shadows from entering his body.

"These ghost shadows can ignore the defense of Spiritual Power... In my memory, it seems like only one kind of thing can do this."

Ning Fan had encountered resentment before; powerful enough resentment could ignore his Spiritual Power, causing him harm.

"If Spiritual Power is ineffective... then let’s try this."

Ning Fan let out a low roar, replaced by spiritual power spreading from within his body, forming a barrier of spiritual power around him.

Watching the ghost shadow charge at him once again, Ning Fan took a deep breath and threw a heavy punch right into the ghost shadow’s face.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the ghost shadow was sent flying and dispersed into a cloud of black qi in midair.

"Indeed, relying solely on Spiritual Power is ineffective; it has to be spiritual power."

That punch wasn’t just wrapped in spiritual power; he had also infused it with Spiritual Power, which produced such an effect.

Clearly, these ghost shadows couldn’t withstand such an attack.

"This..."

The Man in the Black Mist was stunned by this scene.

In the past, countless strong figures had entered his territory, but all had been strangled by these ghost shadows.

Even Foundation Establishment Peak Cultivators, once entwined by these ghost shadows, would find it difficult to escape alive.

Being shattered by a punch was a first.

"What’s the matter with this kid? Is he really a Cultivator?"

The Man in the Black Mist was skeptical, looking at Ning Fan with a complex expression.

He had been in this Secret Realm for many years, and with a few opportunities from the past, he had succeeded in gaining his current strength.

With his eerie abilities, ordinary Cultivators would become his prey.

So, after being awakened by Ning Fan and the others, he didn’t hesitate and immediately launched an attack.

However, this Cultivator managed to escape his assassination time and again, which he found inconceivable.

"If I swallow this guy, maybe I can get out of here..."

The Man in the Black Mist muttered under his breath, longing in his intense emotion.

He was eager to leave this place, leave this Secret Realm, to enjoy the outside world.

Ning Fan, with the combination of spiritual power and Spiritual Power, was now entangled in a fight with the black shadows.

Every punch he threw shattered a ghost shadow.

Soon, the dozens of ghost shadows summoned earlier were all shattered by Ning Fan.

In midair, lingering black qi floated, like mist rising in the evening.

"Do you have any other tricks?"

Ning Fan looked up at The Man in the Black Mist, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

His calm words sounded like mockery to The Man in the Black Mist.

From where his eyes would be, two beams of red light shot out, and after roaring, the black qi around him condensed entirely into ghost shadows.

Vast black qi condensed between his hands, rapidly forming into scythes.

Each scythe radiated vigorous black qi, and numerous terrifying specters swirled around them.

As if inside the scythes, countless souls were imprisoned.