My Father Is Definitely Possessed-Chapter 215 - 150: First Night—The Dawn Finally Breaks! (Part 2)

Chapter 215: Chapter 150: First Night—The Dawn Finally Breaks! (Part 2)

Just like a blank piece of paper.

"Oh, it’s an Illusion Ghost." Lu Shiran remained calm as a still water: "No wonder I didn’t sense any Ghost Qi."

"Tsk tsk, knowing it’s me and still so composed. I really don’t like your kind of personality; I prefer seeing your panic and fear." The Illusion Ghost clicked its tongue, and in the next moment, its figure dispersed like ink in front of Lu Shiran.

Disappeared without a trace.

As if it vanished into thin air from this world.

But in the next moment, Lu Shiran raised her hand and struck her right with a palm!

The space instantly twisted, and then the Illusion Ghost’s figure flew out, Lu Shiran’s strike crushed its bones.

Although the Illusion Ghost had no facial features, it was still incredibly shocked.

"How did you see through my Illusion Technique?" The Illusion Ghost originally intended to surprise Lu Shiran and decapitate her, but unexpectedly, Lu Shiran instantly found its position instead.

"What’s so strange about that?"

Lu Shiran slowly turned her head towards the Illusion Ghost, her eyes had already undergone a change.

Her eyes became incredibly clear, shining with a bright luster, and even the dark pupils glittered like black gemstones.

It seemed as if nothing in this world could escape Lu Shiran’s eyes!

"You..."

"Those are the Purifying Eyes!"

The Illusion Ghost never expected Lu Shiran to possess such eyes.

The Purifying Eyes were said to see through all illusions in the world.

Her Illusion Technique naturally couldn’t escape Lu Shiran’s eyes either.

Lu Shiran walked up, her eyes returning to normal, and with a casual wave, sent out Qi Force to decapitate the Illusion Ghost.

After slaying the Illusion Ghost, Lu Shiran looked into the distance, where a not-so-bright dawn was already rising.

"The sun is coming out," Lu Shiran murmured to herself.

With the passing of the night, the Ghost Race would no longer appear, and by this time, everyone was numb from killing.

"Thank goodness, the sun is coming out!"

Many disciples saw the sunlight shining in and all showed expressions of relief.

At this time, there were not many from the Ghost Race left in the city, and the remaining ones were still being slain by the Human Race disciples.

"It’s finally ending."

At this moment, a squad of disciples from the Zhanhe Mansion also finally relaxed, with one short disciple pulling a knife from the chest of the Ghost Race and sitting wearily on the ground.

"Great, we survived the first day," the short disciple said with a smile. "Now I just want to go back, have a good meal, and then sleep for a whole day."

"Peng Cheng, look at your lack of ambition," another senior brother in the team said with a smile. "You should check how much merit you earned when you return."

"Indeed, indeed, I also want to see how much merit I can earn. With merit, I can exchange it for the desired treasures in Celestial Sea City’s Merit Hall," said another burly disciple.

"Senior brothers, you’re alright, that’s great!"

Just then, a disciple came running from afar, clutching a long sword and looking tired.

"Sun Zhusheng, are you okay?" Peng Cheng saw Sun Zhusheng coming over and hurriedly went up to him.

The two were very close friends on normal days.

Seeing each other safe at this moment naturally made them very happy.

"I’m alright, it’s finally over. It’s great to see you guys," Sun Zhusheng said with a smile.

However, when Peng Cheng approached Sun Zhusheng, something unexpected happened!

Sun Zhusheng suddenly raised his hand and pierced Peng Cheng’s chest with a sword.

The scene happened so suddenly that no one saw it coming.

Peng Cheng was especially shocked, staring in disbelief at the sword piercing his chest, then looking at Sun Zhusheng in front of him, his best friend usually.

Sun Zhusheng was equally shocked.

He stepped back two steps, unable to believe why he did such a thing.

"I... I didn’t, it wasn’t me." Sun Zhusheng plopped to the ground.

"Junior Brother Peng!" Several disciples from Zhanhe Mansion rushed over.

"What are you doing!" Everyone scolded Sun Zhusheng angrily.

Then hurriedly took out Pills for Peng Cheng to consume.

But by this moment, Peng Cheng was already fatally wounded, beyond hope of saving. He glanced at Sun Zhusheng one last time, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He struggled to raise his hand, pointing at Sun Zhusheng.

"Peng Cheng, I really didn’t mean to, I didn’t intend to." Sun Zhusheng said painfully.

Yet when the others followed Peng Cheng’s pointing direction, they too witnessed a rather shocking scene.

"Senior brothers, you have to believe me." Sun Zhusheng said, choking.

"Junior Brother Sun, behind you..." a disciple pointed at Sun Zhusheng’s shoulder, swallowing hard as he spoke.

"Behind me?"

Upon hearing these words, Sun Zhusheng also felt that something was amiss.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at his shoulder, and although he couldn’t see clearly, he noticed there was a small hand on his shoulder.

The hand was as small as an infant’s.

But the color was iron-blue.

What was it?

Sun Zhusheng had always felt a weight on his back, assuming it was the illusion of his injuries, but he now discovered that he had brought something back with him.

And his uncontrollable strike just now killing Peng Zhan was definitely related to that thing.

"Junior Brother Sun, don’t move," Zhanhe Mansion’s Meng Chang slowly approached, then circled behind Sun Zhusheng. When he saw the thing on Sun Zhusheng’s back, he couldn’t help but gasp.