"Master Yu, the fierce ghost is in a room on the second floor," Xie Banghu pointed towards the second floor.
Yu Daohhen grunted and walked upstairs.
Xie Banghu and disciples from other sects followed suit. Everyone wanted to witness the scene of the top-ranked expert on the Earthly Ranking capturing a ghost.
Upon reaching the door of the room on the second floor where the ghost resided, Xie Banghu was about to take out lime powder from his backpack to sprinkle at the corner of the wall.
Luo Xuan, a disciple from the Yan Shu Sect, shook his head. "No need. Our sect has ghost-blocking talismans. Once pasted, this fierce ghost won't be able to phase through the wall to escape."
As Luo Xuan spoke, he took out several yellow talismans, preparing to paste them on the wall.
Yu Daohhen looked at their actions with confusion. "To prevent the ghost from escaping?"
Xie Banghu and Luo Xuan nodded. Yu Daohhen felt speechless. Could this minor fierce ghost be something he couldn't handle, necessitating such measures?
"Why make things so complicated? Just go in and kill it," Yu Daohhen said.
Xie Banghu and Luo Xuan on the side looked awkward. This was the method taught by their sect, but since Master Yu said it wasn't necessary, why bother?
Seeing that Yu Daohhen wasn't carrying any talismans, Xie Banghu prepared to paste an exorcism talisman to dispel any ghostly aura from the door.
If there was a ghostly aura on the door, ordinary people wouldn't be able to open it unless they had an exorcism talisman.
Before Xie Banghu could paste the talisman, Yu Daohhen kicked the door open with a powerful thrust.
The disciples from the surrounding sects stared in disbelief.
"Holy crap, this is a real man, truly brutal."
Xie Banghu and Luo Xuan watched, dumbfounded. Were Earthly Ranking experts this domineering?
Kicking the door open directly, was this the legendary power that creates miracles?
Earthly Ranking experts were indeed this overbearing.
Yu Daohhen slowly walked in, finding the room dimly lit.
Yu Daohhen casually glanced around, his gaze finally settling under the bed. "Alright, come out."
"Another one coming to die," a voice echoed from under the bed, followed by the appearance of a fierce ghost.
Yu Daohhen looked at the fierce ghost with disdain and directly took out the Kang Long Mace.
The moment the fierce ghost saw the Kang Long Mace, its expression changed. "How can the Kang Long Mace be in your hands?"
Yu Daohhen smiled faintly, then glanced back at the disciples outside the door. He threw the Kang Long Mace in his hand.
Xie Banghu caught the Kang Long Mace, his face filled with excitement. This was the Kang Long Mace; he was fortunate enough to touch it in his lifetime.
Yu Daohhen turned back to the fierce ghost. This fight not only had to be won, but it had to be won beautifully, showcasing his spirit and dominance.
"If you can win, I guarantee that no Taoist priests will bother you again," Yu Daohhen said calmly.
The fierce ghost snorted dismissively, looking at the young man before him who appeared frail. Its strength was unlikely to be significant.
The disciples outside the door began to whisper, wondering what spell Master Yu would use to eliminate this fellow.
The fierce ghost suddenly lunged at Yu Daohhen, its claws extended, aiming for Yu Daohhen's throat. This strike, it was confident, would instantly kill this arrogant young man.
Yu Daohhen chuckled lightly, clenched his fist, and met the attack head-on. He made no attempt to dodge the fierce ghost's claws, instead swinging his fist towards the ghost's head.
The fierce ghost felt an oppressive force surge towards it and instinctively raised its arm to block.
*Bang*
Yu Daohhen's fist struck the fierce ghost's arm directly. The fierce ghost was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall with a muffled thud.
The disciples behind them swallowed hard. "Punching ghosts directly, even Tyson isn't as tough as you."
Yu Daohhen slowly walked towards the fierce ghost, then glanced under the bed. "Oh, there's another one."
"Should I come out and eliminate that one?" asked Rui Ye from within the jade pendant.
Yu Daohhen shook his head. "I don't need your help for these small fry."
The fierce ghost didn't rush to attack. The young man before it possessed astonishing strength, and it couldn't act rashly.
"Is that all? Is that all you've got?" Yu Daohhen's face was filled with disdain and mockery. He raised his hand and beckoned. "Come on!"
The fierce ghost was enraged. This was unbearable. It extended its claws and charged at Yu Daohhen again. Who could tolerate such mockery?
Seeing the fierce ghost charging at him, Yu Daohhen's lips curved into a slight smile. Before the ghost could reach him, he lunged forward, his fist whistling as it struck the fierce ghost's chest.
The fierce ghost crashed into the wall again. Yu Daohhen didn't give it a chance to get up, raising his fist and raining blows down on the fierce ghost.
The disciples outside winced, feeling the impact. "Is this how top experts fight?"
Yu Daohhen fought like a street brawler, his fists raining down relentlessly on the fierce ghost on the ground, each blow landing with a sickening thud.
Yu Daohhen delivered another powerful kick, and the fierce ghost dissolved into a wisp of black energy, vanishing into the air.
The disciples outside were stunned, their scalps tingling. "Killing a fierce ghost with bare fists, what kind of divine technique is this?"
Yu Daohhen let out a long sigh and looked under the bed. "You can come out now too."
The disciples looked at the spot under the bed with confusion.
Suddenly, a figure dashed rapidly towards the door and out.
Seeing this, the disciples instinctively retreated. Trembling with fear, they failed to use their talismans to strike the charging evil spirit.