I Am Your Natural Enemy

The Ghost’s face seemed to be tinged with a bit of shock, and he turned around to run.

And the golden light stretching out from the altar shadow at Wen Yan’s feet was starting to lose steam, too.

To be honest, Wen Yan was a little dumbfounded at this scene.

Not saying a word and just bolting? Where’s all that arrogance you hyped up?

Seeing the other guy about to keep drilling into the ground, Wen Yan immediately shouted.

”I’m Your Dad!”

The Ghost’s body, half-buried in the ground, suddenly paused, then kept struggling to burrow down.

Wen Yan frowned slightly. This guy was pretty damn strong.

The golden light from Soul Summoning was already weakened, plus the hardcore taunt, and yet this Ghost still wouldn’t look back.

He kept up the taunt and control, and the Ghost kept trembling, like he was getting less and less able to control himself.

Then, just as he was about to lose it and get forcefully yanked back, he suddenly smashed his head into the ground.

With a muffled thud, the whole world here shook for a second.

With every round of taunting, Big Mouth Ghost was struggling more and more. He slowly turned his head around, face twisted in a snarl, teeth clenched so hard, and it looked like red lights were gathering inside those empty eye sockets.

He moved closer to the golden light step by step, shuffling his feet, a low growl rumbling from his throat, and even the world under his feet was trembling.

It was like he was dragging the whole world with him, being hauled forward onto the Golden Light Avenue.

”Heh... hehehe, if you want to drag me out, you gotta tear this person’s soul to pieces first.”

Wen Yan pulled his gaze back a bit, looking at Lu Jing lying on the hospital bed. He could vaguely see that as he summoned the soul of Big Mouth Ghost, Lu Jing’s soul was starting to get yanked out of her body too.

The place where the Golden Light Avenue extended was inside Lu Jing’s soul.

This Ghost was hiding inside Lu Jing’s soul.

No idea how he pulled it off—a pretty powerful Ghost, hiding inside a regular person’s soul, and somehow he hadn’t even injured her soul directly.

No wonder Tong Si hadn’t noticed anything. This guy hid too deep, completely using Lu Jing’s intact soul as a cover, plus Lu Jing still had her whole living body.

It’s actually normal that Tong Si didn’t see through this.

Following the golden light, Wen Yan looked at Big Mouth Ghost, who was struggling—with all his might, as if dragging along the whole world, trying to step onto the Golden Light Avenue and yank Lu Jing’s soul out with him. Wen Yan’s face turned colder.

”I’m not from the Scorching Sun Department. You trying to moral-blackmail me? I’m Your Dad!”

Wen Yan snapped fiercely, his gaze turning sharp. This kind of piece of shit, still dares to target a person’s soul directly?

If this was the Scorching Sun Department, their rules would be—no matter the cost, monsters like you have to die.

You go soft today, and he hurts someone. Next time he gets even stronger, will you keep going soft? The third, the fourth time?

Based on his understanding of these types, if they’re dragging things out in some special way—it’s not just about lives. Huge chance they’re doing some grim advancement process.

If he lets them evolve, next time it won’t be just one or two victims—maybe dozens, or hundreds, hell, maybe thousands. Exponential growth.

Back in the other place, there weren’t even any living people for Big Mouth Ghost to hurt.

But here in the real world, if there’s anything we’ve got in abundance, it’s people.

Wen Yan’s face was icy, his motions didn’t hesitate at all. At that, Big Mouth Ghost was finally getting scared.

He’d never felt a situation like this before.

He’d hidden himself so well inside Lu Jing’s soul—by all rights, nobody should’ve detected him.

Even that strong guy in the dream just now, he definitely hadn’t noticed this detail.

But then suddenly, a beam of golden light broke through the flesh, broke through the soul barrier, through two worlds’ defenses, and found his hiding spot. And even though by this point it barely had any force left, he could withstand the pull easily.

Who could’ve guessed the other guy would have another wicked divine skill, spitting venom right into his head, making him furious, almost losing it and about to turn around and beat the shit out of the human.

He was barely keeping this force reined in, and even that grip was slipping. All he could do was anchor himself to this spot, use this world as a tether, and bet that the other side wouldn’t dare to just rip a person’s soul apart and drag him out by force.

But now, feeling the other side’s absolute lack of hesitation, he really started to get scared.

If he got yanked out by force, he knew he was dead meat.

He didn’t care about this little girl’s life, and the other guy didn’t seem to give a shit about her life either. That’s what scared him.

That mixture of terror and rage was grinding away at his last shred of reason.

Wen Yan kept up his usual pattern—taunting on a steady, relentless rhythm, quietly storing up yang energy at the same time.

Once his power was charged up, he blessed himself with Explosive Great Sun on the spot.

Explosive Great Sun was meant to empower skills that used Yang Energy.

But if he just ”blessed” himself directly, that meant a comprehensive, all-round temporary boost.

After another long standoff, when Big Mouth Ghost was about to lose it, Wen Yan completed the blessing and let out a fierce shout, taunting again.

”I’m Your Dad!”

The shout sounded like a giant bell slamming down over Big Mouth Ghost’s head, someone pounding it hard from above.

For a split second, his mind was totally blank.