<h4>Chapter 1503: Now a Ghost Ma</h4>


    Although the golden dragon disappeared in this collision, Feng Yin wasn’t doing very well either. His soul had turned a little dimmer than before.


    This also caused the Ninth Abyssal me’s power to diminish, and it fell into a disadvantageous position in its confrontation with the soul pearl.


    The soul pearl could actually absorb the Ninth Abyssal me.


    The Ninth Abyssal me also fought back, absorbing Feng Yin’s power more and more vigorously. It was simply adding insult to injury for Feng Yin.


    Ning Shu crawled up from the ground and rubbed her chest. She felt ufortable since Yin energy had invaded her body and was shing around at the moment.


    Ning Shu took out a talisman and put it on her body. The talisman’s power and the body’s Yin and baleful energy shed, making Ning Shu feel even worse.


    A muffled grunt escaped Ning Shu’s mouth, and she threw up a mouthful of blood.


    Although she didn’t feel well, Ning Shu’s grip on thepass didn’t loosen, and she vigntly watched Feng Yin.


    Feng Yin was wary of thepass in Ning Shu’s hands, and he didn’t make another move. He couldn’t tell if this was a one-time thing or if it could be used multiple rounds in a row.


    Moreover, he still had a problem with the Ninth Abyssal me and the pearl. Feng Yin tried to intervene in the battle between the two, but it was a failure.


    Feng Yin frowned and looked very impatient, the blood on his face dripping to the ground.


    “Ahh...”


    In the midst of all this silence, a small cry sounded from the apartment.


    It was Song Ruoxi’s voice. Feng Yin instantly looked through the room window and saw Song Ruoxi rolling on the bed. She was clearly in pain.


    Previously, Song Ruoxi was put in peril when ten thousand ghosts had entered her body and tried to seize the Phantom King Core in her body.


    Furthermore, the area around the apartment was now surrounded by Ning Shu’s Yang assembling spell formation. Right now, any bit of damage would be a disaster for Song Ruoxi.


    The current Song Ruoxi was a ghost ma. All the ghosts she encountered wished to enter her body and take the Phantom King Core, even wanting to take her body for themselves.


    But most of the ghosts just wanted topete for the Phantom King Core. After all, a half-human and half-ghost simply didn’t have any power, and sooner orter, the other ghosts would kill her.


    Feng Yin became anxious when he saw the suffering Song Ruoxi was going through. However, he could do nothing; the Ninth Abyssal me in his hand would harm her if he got close to her.


    Feng Yin frowned as the blood on his face flowed even more, filling the surroundings with a sticky, bloody smell, as if there were a sea of corpses in front of him.


    He took a deep breath and turned his head, his eyes red and indifferent. He looked at Ning Shu as if he was looking at a dead person.


    Ning Shu’s body chilled a little, knowing that she had climbed onto Feng Yin’s list of must-kill people.


    Feng Yin used his uninjured hand as a knife and chopped off his other wrist. The chopped-off hand turned into soul power that was absorbed by the Ninth Abyssal me.


    Feng Yin’s hand regenerated from his wrist. Feng Yin looked at the ghostly blue light of the Ninth Abyssal me for a moment then turned around to rush into the apartment.


    Ning Shu was a little surprised; he was abandoning the Ninth Abyssal me?


    The Ninth Abyssal me was immediately in a weaker position because it didn’t have Feng Yin’s power supply. The soul pearl pulsated more and more.


    The Ninth Abyssal me increasingly weakened, and the soul pearl gradually grew powerful. In the end, it absorbed the Ninth Abyssal me.


    Ning Shu hastily grabbed the soul pearl. She found it a little heavier than before and refreshingly cool in her hand.


    After taking the soul pearl, Ning Shu didn’t stay anymore. She turned around and dashed away, her chest pulsing with pain as she ran.


    MTL Editor: Meraki


    TLC: Kaho