Chapter 15: 15

The witch extended her finger, and a clump of black mist surged forth . Many vicious faces of agony could be vaguely made out in the mist .

This was the witchs trump card, called Ghost Mist, created by combining heavy yin qi and resentment . She usually kept it in an urn, which she buried underground to absorb yin qi . She would only use it when she absolutely had to . Moreover, since this Ghost Mist lacked intelligence and only possessed resentment, it was extremely difficult to control . It could end up backfiring from the slightest of carelessness .

She had only used it in a hurry when she saw how Li Qingshan had come with great fury . However, the might of the Ghost Mist was extraordinary as well . Once ordinary people became enveloped by it, they would immediately fall unconscious, and the most vicious part about it was that it was just like ghosts, between tangible and intangible . Ordinary people could not see it at all .

If Li Qingshan had not opened his eyes with the ox tears, he would have fallen for it . The effects of all these days of strenuous practice finally showed itself . He moved to one side and dodged the Ghost Mist, continuing his charge at the witch .

The witch had never expected Li Qingshan to actually be able to see the Ghost Mist, so she immediately panicked . She hurriedly waved a bell . “Xiao An, Xiao An! Get out here! Kill him!”

The child called Xiao An crouched in a corner . His face was in pain, but he clutched his head without moving .

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