I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second Chapter 866: A Cornered Dog Will Leap Over the Wall

Though the two were on the same plane, Lin Yi inexplicably exuded an air of extreme arrogance, as he looked down on the old ghost with an attitude of superiority.

In that instant, it even made the old ghost feel the illusion that he was the one who had just been humiliated.

The old ghost clearly sensed that he could no longer see through the current Lin Yi, yet he still refused to believe that he was no longer a match for Lin Yi.

"You brat, what kind of trick are you playing? Do you think that by becoming like this, you have the right to negotiate terms with me? Let me tell you clearly, no matter what you say today, I will not hold back. Your pathetic life is mine!"

The old ghost, unwilling to believe it, raised his hand while speaking. After concentrating his divine power in his palm, he reached out for Lin Yi again.

He thought his immense and more powerful divine power could completely crush Lin Yi, but as soon as he made a move, the old ghost was baffled:

Even though Lin Yi was standing right in front of him, he couldn’t perceive his presence.

When attacking typical targets, the old ghost would determine the enemy’s exact location by sensing the aura emitted from them to launch a more precise attack.

Years of battle experience had taught the old ghost that this was the time not to act rashly.

The Soul-Devouring Ghost Hand was fully formed as the old ghost maintained the distance between them. He then began to closely observe the person before him.

Compared to before, it wasn’t just Lin Yi’s appearance that had changed. His body was now enveloped in a black mist carrying a peculiar aura. Just looking at it made the old ghost feel somewhat flustered, even feeling an impulse to slap himself:

"Old ghost, oh old ghost, when did you become so cowardly? Isn’t it just a young brat? What are you afraid of?"

Just as he finished cheering himself up, a mass of black mist appeared in front of him.

"Enough with the nonsense. I want to make a deal with you. Let the kid go, and then beat it, okay?"

"Lin Yi" clenched his left hand into a fist and pointed his thumb at himself.

This kid?

Indeed, the way this kid speaks is quite odd.

The old ghost didn’t react immediately, as the kid before him had used a skill far surpassing the Forbidden Curse Layer, [Phantom Possession], without realizing the seriousness of the situation. Faced with the sudden black mist in front of him, he instinctively clutched the Soul-Devouring Ghost Hand in his right palm and aimed it at Lin Yi’s head.

Dark purple crystals enveloped the old ghost’s entire right hand; this special substance was composed of his concentrated divine power.

It not only possessed immense destructive power but also carried the corrosive force of the old ghost’s sinister skills.

Anyone whose skin was grazed by this Soul-Devouring Ghost Claw would find countless phantoms and fierce ghosts entering their body through the wound, causing obstructions to their flow of power.

Coupled with the old ghost’s extreme attack speed, Lin Yi should have found it difficult to withstand.

Unexpectedly, it was effortlessly grabbed.

Lin Yi’s hand had somehow transformed into a golden claw.

Not only did it firmly stop the old ghost’s attack, but with slight force, it crushed the dark purple crystals wrapped around his hand.

Piercing pain flooded his entire body.

The frail and fragile body of Shijana simply could not withstand this powerful force.

The right palm was mercilessly twisted off.

Under the stimulation of the pain, the old ghost instinctively retreated, staggering a few steps before stabilizing himself, barely avoiding a fall.

At this moment, he finally realized the severity of the situation.

"I told you, I want to make a deal with you. How about letting the kid go?"

Lin Yi, with Wo Zhiqi possessing him, once again pointed to his head, questioning him.

The old ghost was very cunning. Realizing that the young man before him was borrowing someone else’s power, he intended to first compromise, to delay time, and then find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

This old guy firmly believed that skills like Phantom Possession could not last long and would also bring substantial side effects.

However, what he didn’t expect was that Wo Zhiqi’s questioning at this moment was merely to set the mood.

Before he could utter a word of compromise, a mass of black mist coiled around his neck, lifting him off the ground.

The old ghost instinctively began to struggle, trying to tear at the thing wrapped around his neck with his hands.

At this moment, something miraculous happened.

The old ghost clearly sensed that something was squeezing his throat, yet when he tried to tear at it with his hands, he could only touch his own neck.

Reflected in the old ghost’s terrified eyes was the image of Lin Yi gradually approaching.

He wanted to utter words of surrender, but nothing came out, so he could only slowly raise his hands, trying to convey something.

"I figured I haven’t severed your tongue, so why are you mute now?"

A remnant of black mist lingered where he had been, and Lin Yi’s figure was already before the old ghost. With a high kick, he struck the old ghost’s forehead, sending him spinning and flying backward, skidding several meters across the ground before coming to a stop.

Catching his breath, the old ghost laboriously climbed up from the ground, his eyes filled with terror.

"Honorable one, this humble being did not know of your presence. Please forgive me, and grant me your name."

Pleading for mercy was his only way out.

For the old ghost, after having knelt in front of the Qin Family for so long, serving as anyone’s dog was all the same.

"If only you would spare this old ghost’s life with your benevolent hand, I would do my utmost to assist in your resurrection. Master, my lord Qin Guang is the Master of Ten Thousand Souls, renowned throughout the Three Realms. Over the years, I have learned many techniques under my lord’s tutelage, including a pill named the Soul Revival Elixir, which could help you..."

Lin You and Hei Hou, previously stunned by the old ghost, awoke.

Their first reaction was concern for Lin Yi’s safety.

With this thought, they rushed forward.

It wasn’t until they reached the old ghost’s back that they stopped, finally at ease.

Seeing the old ghost crawling like a defeated dog on the ground, Lin You finally breathed a sigh of relief, even the shielding against the impact of the Nine Nether River dimmed a bit.

"Heh heh, the big boss has stepped in, and worrying is unnecessary. With the big boss around, how many in these Three Realms and Six Paths could harm that kid?"

Because his body was being controlled by Wo Zhiqi, he didn’t immediately pursue.

To be honest, Wo Zhiqi was quite interested in the resurrection.

Hence, he intended to hear what the old ghost had to say.

Unexpectedly, the old ghost, who was battered on the ground, suddenly sprang up, charging towards Lin You, seizing her throat, and using her as a shield in front of him.

"Hehehe, Lin Yi, truly unexpected that such a terrifying power resides in a mere mortal. What a surprise. Do you really underestimate me, the old ghost, so much, treating me as someone who would betray his master?"

After a furious shout, he tightened his grip around Lin You’s neck, his sharp claws piercing through her delicate skin, causing three streaks of red liquid to flow from her neck.

"Save her!"

"Or let me handle it!"

Lin Yi shouted within his divine sense space.