The demon priest stared in confusion at the boundless space, instinctively swallowing. "Who... who exactly are you?!"
Ming Li's expression was indifferent as a familiar large iron hammer materialized in her hand.
Seeing this, the demon priest was utterly shocked. "Where did you get that hammer?" As if struck by a realization, his disbelief was palpable. "You! You can use spatial abilities?!"
Ming Li had no desire to listen to the old man's rambling. She directly threw the large iron hammer, saying, "Play with him yourself, but don't kill him!"
After leaving Ming Li's hand, the large iron hammer seemed to understand her words, swaying up and down. In the next second, it flew towards the demon priest.
The demon priest, watching the approaching hammer, felt his three legs tremble. He turned to flee, but after only a few steps, he was smashed to the ground by the hammer, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Pfft!"
Terror filled the man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, frantically pulling out a pile of yellow talismans, glutinous rice, and black dog's blood from his satchel. He then hurled them all at the iron hammer.
The iron hammer thought, *It's not a ghost. Do these things even work on me? What a joke!*
With disdain, the iron hammer dodged them and continued to pursue and pound the man.
The demon priest:
Running, the demon priest kept reaching into his satchel, throwing various miscellaneous items towards the iron hammer.
The iron hammer grew impatient and swung directly at the demon priest. Although it missed, the residual force of the hammer's impact sent the demon priest flying far away. He crashed heavily onto the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood.
Ming Li stood by, watching the scene with a blank expression. Suddenly, her brow furrowed. With a flash, her figure disappeared from that space and reappeared in A'Wan's room.
The moment she opened the door, Ming Li met a pair of eyes filled with complex emotions.
Ming Li narrowed her eyes, sensing something. "You..."
"You..."
Two voices spoke simultaneously. The person and the ghost in the room froze, looking at each other. The atmosphere became strangely awkward for a moment.
Finally, Ming Li leaned against the wall behind her and spoke, "Not bad. You've reached the Ghost King realm. You haven't let me down."
A'Wan looked at Ming Li with more than just complex emotions. Amidst the complexity, there was a hint of world-weariness and pity. After hesitating for a long time, A'Wan nodded slightly and finally said, "Thank you."
Ming Li's mouth twitched as she looked at A'Wan, who seemed like a completely different ghost from before. A thought flashed through her mind.
*That look in his eyes...*
*Could he have been reborn?!*
The system in the space, inadvertently detecting Ming Li's thought, scanned A'Wan out of curiosity and immediately choked on its own saliva.
*Cough, cough, cough! Is my host's mouth blessed?*
Hearing the system's coughing, Ming Li raised an eyebrow and asked in her mind, "What's wrong?"
The system stopped coughing, swallowed, and said, "Host, A'Wan has been reborn! It should be the heavenly lightning strike just now."
Ming Li: *What is this damned Heavenly Dao up to? It's really going to have people reborn for every little thing?*
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Ming Li withdrew her thoughts, looked at the complex-looking A'Wan, and said calmly, "Revenge?"
Hearing this, A'Wan's heart skipped a beat, and a series of question marks appeared above his head. "What does she mean by that?"
*Reborn?*
A'Wan: *Holy crap! How did she know?!*