Pssshhhh!

The razor-sharp teeth cut through Wang Chenghao’s skin like butter and plunged straight into his artery. His body trembled, and a fountain of blood promptly gushed out.

Is this the end of my road…

This was the only thought in his mind at this moment. A wave of frigidity blanketed his body as he watched death beckoning him with great despondence.

This evil ghost is totally out of my league… Did the academy screw up? And who tampered with my magical artifact? What a pity… To think I would be killed in the outskirts like this without even purging a single Yin spirit. I couldn’t even keep the promise I’d made to Brother Qin back then… What a pity… What an unacceptable outcome…

Everything in front of his eyes began to grow blurry, and his head began to grow faint. He chuckled bitterly as he slumped back down to his feet. But just then--! Four shrill shrieks rang out, and four shadowy silhouettes suddenly pounced right over!

Yin spirits?

Wang Chenghao’s consciousness trembled slightly, and a bitter smile crept up the corner of his lips. So, that’s how it is… Not even the heavens are going to have mercy on me… And they’re not even going to leave me the dignity of an intact corpse…

A split second later, the four Yin spirits charged straight onto the male Yin spirit behind Wang Chenghao’s body and began tearing away at its flesh.

This is…

Wang Chenghao was taken aback. In that instant, his desire to live erupted like a powerful...