Chapter 508: Backlash

"Thud!"

Through the copper mirror, Yang Xiao fell into the water, the bitter seawater crazily rushing into his nose and mouth, confirming that there was indeed something wrong with the water, as if it were alive.

Struggling to stand up, the water reached up to his waist. At this moment, the female ghost had already netted the old man numbered 189. As the net tightened, the old man's remaining bones snapped one by one, turning him into a blood-soaked gourd, dead beyond any doubt. A thick hemp rope tied around the female ghost's waist trailed behind her, floating on the water, bobbing slightly, partly visible and partly concealed.

"Now's the time!"

Not wanting to miss the opportunity, Yang Xiao lunged for the rope, losing his balance and toppling back into the water. The female ghost, sensing Yang Xiao's sudden movement, dragged the net as her bloated body slowly turned.