Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 91 - 85 - s: A Taoist? Impossible! He must be a serial killer! (Please subscribe for the first time)_1
"Something sinister! It must be a sinister entity causing this!" a maid screamed, as if she couldn’t bear the thrilling sight any longer, her eyes rolled back and she fainted away.
And that clump of eerie and cold white fog, as though it had devoured something, had expanded slightly in size.
Caught off guard, a house servant was touched by that strange clump of white fog.
Before the servant could even scream...
he was engulfed by a powerful suction force in an instant!
At that moment.
The scholar felt as though he was being targeted by a pair of eyes.
He couldn’t help but widen his eyes.
Because he watched the very strange white fog surging towards him!
The entity...
The entity had set its sights on him!
In such a large estate, with so many maids and servants... why target him, a guest who had come for a visit?
The scholar was dumbfounded!
A sense of crisis overwhelmed him; his hands and feet turned ice cold, and cold sweat had already started to flood from his forehead in the blink of an eye.
He wanted to run.
He wanted to hide.
But he found his legs were not obeying him once again.
Wanted to hide.
Couldn’t escape!
The scholar could already feel a blast of icy air rushing towards him.
It made him feel as though he was plummeting into an ice cellar.
The remaining maids and servants, witnessing such a terrifying scene again, scattered in panic. Some tried to hide inside the rooms, some attempted to break open the sealed doors of the estate.
But what caused despair was...
No matter how hard they tried, the doors wouldn’t budge, not even when several people rammed into them together.
His legs were as limp as noodles, his friend by his side was even more terrified than him, and none of the servants or maids could be relied upon.
The scholar felt that today.
He was probably done for!
Just as that exceedingly sinister clump of white fog was inches away, there came a sudden explosion from the main entrance of the estate, as if someone had struck it with a battering ram from the outside.
The sturdy door.
Shattered upon impact!
Several servants who had been trying to break the door from the inside were sent flying backward by the debris of the door panel hitting them squarely.
They flew out a good two or three steps before crashing down.
In pain, they rolled on the ground, unable to scream, lying there just groaning continuously.
The door.
Was open.
The thick yin energy within the estate seemed to find an outlet and kept pouring out.
The people inside the estate... could only vaguely see a towering figure standing before the gate.
The White Mist Spirit Monster, ready to pounce on the scholar, also noticed that something was amiss.
Its actions paused for a moment.
In the face of this sudden turn of events, it was filled with extreme confusion.
Eyes filled with astonishment, shock, and fear.
All focused on that figure.
"Daoist Priest... Daoist Priest Fan?!" Eventually, it was the scholar with a look of shock on his face who muttered.
The estate was engulfed in yin energy.
White fog obscured the view.
The scholar couldn’t see clearly what the face of the figure standing at the gate looked like.
But.
The tall and burly stature, a rarity among millions, instinctually brought three words to the scholar’s mind—Daoist Priest Fan!
Shortly after.
The scholar saw the person who had forcefully kicked open the solid doors of the estate slowly step inside.
The other’s pace was steady, calm, and unrushed.
That dense yin energy... as if encountering a natural predator, began to retreat actively!
"It really... it really is Daoist Priest Fan!!" As the obscuring yin energy nearly dissipated, the scholar’s eyes widened even more, almost shouting out loud.
He even doubted whether he was seeing an illusion.
Was it really Daoist Priest Fan?
Had Daoist Priest Fan arrived?
"Hiss!!!"
When the scholar felt a familiar sense of oppression emanating from Fan Wu, he gasped sharply and immediately woke up.
This unique feeling, he was all too familiar with!
This meant that he hadn’t guessed wrong.
He!
Seemed to have been saved!
If even the scholar could see and recognize Fan Wu, Fan Wu naturally had spotted him early on.
In fact, before Fan Wu had barged into the house, he had sensed a familiar presence within.
One could only say that this scholar was extraordinarily unlucky.
First encountering a group of ghouls at Chaos Burial Mound on the road, and now running into an entity that had escaped the City God’s prison in Yinghe Prefecture.
He was seemingly fated to consort with sinister entities!
Of course, Fan Wu didn’t spend too much time focusing on the scholar.
He also ignored the groaning house servants lying on the ground.
And he paid no attention to the maids in the estate.
Fan Wu’s gaze.
Fell upon the entity.
[Soul Devouring White Mist Spirit Monster—Life: 1010—Power: 21—Skills: Yin Energy Wall, Vaporize, Soul Devouring...]
Specializes in devouring the second soul and the fourth psyche?
Doesn’t that mean that those eaten by it are left with only one soul and three psyches?
That’s practically no different from being a cripple!
Fan Wu glanced at the deformed "person" on the ground.
[Three house servants affected by the Soul Devouring of the White Mist Spirit Monster—Life...]
Another set of attribute information appeared.
So this is what happens to someone whose soul has been devoured by this White Mist Spirit Monster?
Tsk.
How bizarre!
