Susa Boy continued to search frantically as he fled for his life.

Who the hell is that kid?! It’s only just been ten minutes, and yet he’s already been able to call for more reinforcements?! Could he be a bastard child of the King Yanluo of Hell?!

No… it’s not the time to think about these things right now. What’s more important is to locate Lee Jung-sook and get the hell out of Cathay! Capturing that man is already out of the question! Evading capture is the next best thing I can hope for!

Susa Boy’s eyes grew bloodshot from the intense anxiety stirring in the depths of his heart. His hair stood on end. At once, he made a series of hand seals to mobilize his Voyage of a Hundred Ghosts, but… to no avail.

“Are they bowing in response to the arrival of a Yama-King?! Damn it!!” Fear loomed over his mind, threatening to consume every last measure of hope in his heart. He roared with great exasperation and clawed desperately at the Yin spirits in front of his eyes. Unfortunately, Lee Jung-sook was still nowhere to be found.

Where the hell is she?!!

T-t-t-t…. His teeth began to chatter wildly. His future was looking bleak. A god of death had just appeared in Cathay, exuding such domineering Yin energy that caused him to feel no different from a juicy, fat lamb in front of a ferocious tiger. Dread and terror slowly tightened their grasp around his heart.

For the first time...