"It's done!" Yang Xiao was ecstatic at the sight.
The headless old ghost stopped moving, and layers of fog gathered around its body, quickly covering the headless corpse entirely. Through the gray mist, Yang Xiao could barely make out a shadow standing within.
The elder from the Academy showed no joy after his victorious strike; without hesitation, he retreated right back to stand in front of Yang Xiao.
"Elder..."
It seemed the elder knew what Yang Xiao was about to say. With a profound look, he stared unblinkingly at the headless corpse behind the fog, where the green long sword appeared as if it were carved from a single piece of jade. Even held loosely at the side, it emanated an intimidating evil Qi.
Seeing this, Yang Xiao also understood. The elder's strike had only delayed the Daoist robe old ghost's momentum but could not solve the problem fundamentally. The Daoist robe old ghost... could not be killed!
