Deep into the night, the appearance of a ghost didn't frighten Li Yi; instead, he was eager to test his mettle.
He was different from the people of this world. He was not afraid of ghosts. His only problem was that he lacked the means to deal with fierce ghosts, unable to utilize his full strength. Now that he had this cracked short stick in his hand, capable of repelling and injuring fierce ghosts, he was confident in confronting one head-on.
The eerie child with an ashen face, wearing a round hat and a long robe, was now running barefoot on the ground. Its speed was somewhat bizarre. Even though each step appeared normal, a few steps would carry it several meters forward, as if the space itself was influenced by supernatural power. However, Li Yi didn't find this scene strange at all.
Because he had already witnessed similar supernatural powers, he wasn't distracted by these things but rather mobilized his Qi-Blood, causing Gang Qi to explode forth.
Boom!