Chapter 167: Pulled Off Another Showy Maneuver on the Fringe?

The temperature of the air continued to drop.

Li'er felt a bone-piercing chill radiating from all around.

She grew even more afraid.

The two of them dropped straight to the floor, flailing about nonstop in the corner.

Shivering violently.

Just at that moment.

The black shadow's forward-charging speed suddenly surged.

It came barreling toward Li'er, claws bared and fangs flashing.

At that instant.

Li'er was overcome with despair.

Tears spilled down her face in an instant.

She clutched the manager beside her in a death grip.

Then she swung both hands at the black shadow.

Such a feeble resistance, against a supernatural force like that, was simply laughable.

Yet when that eerie figure charged right up to Li'er.

Something unbelievable happened.

At the very instant the eerie figure was about to touch Li'er.

Li'er's flailing hand also struck the other party.

At the moment their hands made contact.

A dazzling golden light burst forth from Li'er's hand.

Hiss!

It was the sound of ice and snow being instantly vaporized beneath red-hot steel.

That pitch-black shadow... actually let out a shrill, agonized shriek.

"Yang Qi... so hot!"

"Ah…"

Accompanying that shrill, agonized shriek.

Everything dissolved into nothingness.

The pitch-black shadow vanished without a trace.

The lights, which had been flickering nonstop, slowly returned to normal.

Right after that…

Even the temperature gradually warmed back up.

Even that door that had just been locked and sealed shut.

Was opened by the manager with the greatest of ease.

Neither of them dared think about anything.

They simply sprinted outside at full tilt.

They ran all the way to a crowded place.

Only then did they gasp for breath violently, still shaken by the close call.

Recalling all the bizarre things that had happened earlier.

The more the two of them thought about it, the more their hair stood on end.

The entity they had encountered was absolutely not just some ordinary pervert…

"Is… is it real!?"

Li'er, her soul still not at rest, asked in a tear-choked voice, unable to believe it.

The manager was also trembling, gripping Li'er's hand and not daring to let go, and asked:

"Wh… what?"

Li'er asked in terror:

"At the police station… what that Fang Hao said…"

"Ghost-catching Heavenly Master, magical artifacts, exorcising ghosts…"

"Everything he said… was actually true!?"

Recalling all the things that had happened just a few hours ago.

At this moment, Li'er was nearly stupefied.

She had never imagined at all.

That Fang Hao, whom everyone had treated as a crackpot and a lunatic…

The things he said had actually come true right before her eyes.

She lowered her trembling head, staring at her own hand in disbelief.

At the most critical moment.

Her hand had actually radiated a dazzling golden light.

"Not long ago… I touched Fang Hao's peachwood sword."

"It seems… it was also this same hand…"

"Could it be… could it really be…"