"Impossible, impossible..."

A terrifying inner strength erupted within the body. Although the two exchanged punches, it caused no substantial harm to Jiang Feng. Even the Soul Puppet, which he prided himself on, was ineffective against Jiang Feng.

"How can this be! How can my Soul Puppet be weaker than you? What kind of demon art did you use?"

Although 'gu' and 'zhong' differ only by one character, they are worlds apart in reality. The means of their concoction are similar, but the latter is exceedingly malicious. Those refined by a Ghost Cultivator not only retain their personality in life but can also retain part of their consciousness.

Trapping the Divine Soul forever in this rotten flesh, turning it to one's own use at will, the more souls you refine, the stronger you become. You can also integrate the power of these remnants of souls, which can be considered an alternative form of raising 'gu'.

Climbing up from the ground in an awkward state, he wanted to continue creating trouble, but as soon as he stood up, his legs gave way. He painfully opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of filthy blood on the spot. Looking up, his eyes were about to burst, but he couldn't take revenge for his master and junior sister against the enemy standing before him and was instead mercilessly humiliated by this thief.

Attempting to forcibly stand up, the Soul Puppet on his body seemed to weaken along with its host, holding him up with great effort. Although it seemed like he still had the strength to fight, anyone with eyes could see that this was just a last, futile effort.

To this, Jiang Feng merely glanced and wasn't in a hurry to act. The moment he came into contact with the Soul Puppet, he saw many fragmented memories, some his, some belonging to the deceased. For others, such a flood of information entering the mind would surely be indigestible, but...

He didn't even know if he counted as an evil cultivator.

With the Earth Rank Heavenly Clarity and Serenity True Technique as his mental method, not to mention a bunch of Core Formation Stage remnant souls, even a pile of Nascent Soul Stage remnant souls might not be able to control his mind. In the end, these were just remnants of souls.

What's more, he possessed the Soul Summoning Banner and Soul Summoning Bell. For normal cultivators, these things are useless, but they are particularly effective against evil cultivators. Holding the residual Soul Puppet on his fingertips lightly, he lifted his eyes.

"You even integrated your master's and junior sister's flesh and residual souls, didn't you."

The words were like a bolt from the blue.

It seemed like he could spit fire from his eyes, yet the blood hanging at the corner of his mouth was thick and dull, utterly lacking luster. Just a glance was enough to know he had suffered internal injuries. His strength was never outstanding, belonging to an average standard. Neither his foundation nor his base was considered excellent in the Cultivation World.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been overthrown by Jiang Feng, who was still in the Qi Refinement Realm back then.

If he had taken a different path, he might have had a chance to contend with Jiang Feng. But once they engaged in a direct confrontation, clashing blades, just one frontal encounter would secure a victory. He acknowledged that Wu Daoxu had some skill, but it was only on par with ordinary Inner Sect Disciples of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Moreover, his foundation was unstable, the greatest flaw being his temperament. If his resilience were strong enough to suppress this so-called Soul Puppet with his will, his strength might have risen a level.

Now, he relies more on the uniqueness and suddenness of Ghost Cultivation to defeat opponents of the same realm. Once someone is prepared for his Soul Puppet...

This is the result.

"Heh, heheheh, so what if I did? That old fool should have died long ago."

A bizarre and creepy smile suddenly appeared, completely opposite to his earlier attitude of avenging his master and junior sister.

Even Cen Yueyue felt surprised. Although she learned about the conflict between Jiang Feng and the Fan Yin Sect from Jiang Feng himself, she was not directly involved and still didn't understand many details of that matter.

Only Jiang Feng remained silent, his expression as calm as water, leaving one to wonder what he was thinking.

"Back when that old fool took me under his wing, he was always hiding things. Last time, I even heard that old bastard and a few other old bones of the sect say, 'This child has a crooked mind, cannot be entrusted with great responsibilities.' Utter nonsense!"

"Isn't it just because this useless one can talk smoothly? Isn't it just favoritism because he's been with him since a young age? Did he look down on my cultivation speed? If he dared to split half the cultivation treasures from this useless one and give them to me, I would have reached Foundation Establishment long ago."

"Any real skills were taught to this useless one. Any cultivation treasures were also given to this useless one, and they even went to the trouble of forging a top-quality treasure for him, to create a Divine Weapon for him, and what about me? What about me!"

"Why? Just because he acts humble and obedient? Because he never dares to cause trouble outside? Because he pretends to be brothers with everyone he meets, gritting his teeth and swallowing his grievances!?"

"Heh, heheheh... That year, because I couldn't get the Immortal Herbs needed to break through Foundation Establishment, I quarreled and fought with others outside. When I came back to get his backing, and what happened?"

"This useless one voluntarily went to the door, grabbed me, and apologized to those bastards!"

"Haha, hahahaha! Joy, oh joy."

The deranged and sharp laughter clearly did not align with Wu Daoxu's usual demeanor. He was originally an incomplete Ghost Cultivator, forcibly taking a few of Jiang Feng's Daoist Skills, exchanging blows for several rounds, and also enduring a few moves from Cen Yueyue, and now a single punch at the Dan Mansion had entirely robbed him of control over his body.

In this situation, since Wu Daoxu's consciousness was beginning to blur, some less clean entities naturally took over. However, just when he thought Wu Daoxu had completely lost his mind, the man with a hideous face was vigorously twisting his head, his body contorted into a very bizarre arc.

Intermittently twitching, but still managed to say a sentence with a very slurred voice.

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