The ghost king clearly didn’t plan to give Su Nan any chance to breathe.
With another sharp roar, its entire body erupted in a misty white fog, which instantly transformed into countless sword-like projections that shot straight at him.
At the same time, the ghost king’s figure flickered—its claw slashing straight toward Su Nan.
Su Nan let out a fierce shout.
A golden light burst out from his body, shattering all the incoming misty blades.
He threw another heavy punch, slamming into the ghost king’s claw.
With a dull thud, Su Nan staggered slightly, while the ghost king remained unaffected, lunging forward once more.
“Go!”
A crisp, feminine shout echoed out.
A white misty figure suddenly flew over and slammed into the ghost king’s head—it was Gu Lian’s companion spirit!
Seeing this, Su Nan’s eyes sharpened.
He stepped forward and roared again, punching out with full strength.
Two dragon-shaped shadows roared into existence.
His punch landed squarely on the ghost king’s chest, flooding it with scorching pure yang energy.
Simultaneously, Gu Lian’s companion ghost widened her small cherry mouth once again, releasing a powerful suction force that drained more than half of the ghost king’s power.
With a muffled boom and a flicker of dragon shadows, the ghost king abruptly turned into a misty white fog and dissipated on the spot—only a trace of cold yin energy lingered in the air.
Even though it was their first time working together, their coordination had been seamless.
“Gu Lian?”
Su Nan turned to look at her, having just assisted in the fight.
She still wore an icy expression and didn’t even glance at him—peak tsundere behavior.
But just then—
An abrupt change occurred.
A thick mist suddenly enveloped Gu Lian’s location.
Before she could even react, it swallowed her whole.
And that wasn’t the end of it.
The dense fog began spreading rapidly.
Su Nan frowned.
“You guys help get those injured students out. Leave this to me—I’m going to find her!”
He left a quick instruction to the three girls behind him, then leapt into the fog without hesitation.
Behind him, the girls exchanged looks.
Watching his fading figure, their expressions turned strange.
“There’s definitely something going on here…” Tu Suya began.
Before she could finish, Mu Qing interjected,
“There must be something fishy!”
Luo Feixuan nodded thoughtfully,
“You’re right!”
As for Su Nan’s personal safety?
Were they worried?
Tu Suya’s beautiful eyes shimmered with something unreadable, while Luo Feixuan bit her cherry lips.
***
Moments later—
The deeper Su Nan went into the fog, the denser it got.
Visibility dropped to just a few meters ahead.
He entered the forest and saw Gu Lian standing there, her brows furrowed.
Su Nan quickly approached and asked,
“Are you okay? What’s the situation now?”
“Just now, I sent my ghost spirit to scout ahead. But now, I’ve lost all sense of her. I don’t know what’s going on.”
She responded clearly and calmly.
“I’m going in to find her!”
“It’s too dangerous.”
Without further words, Su Nan followed her.
“I didn’t ask you to come.”
“Isn’t worrying about a girl’s safety normal?”
“Hmph.”
Gu Lian snorted coldly, but her icy expression softened slightly, and her steps slowed.
Before long, they spotted her ghost spirit—tightly bound to a withered tree stump.
Gu Lian’s eyes widened in alarm and she rushed forward to help—
“Wait!”
Su Nan stopped her with a raised hand.
He narrowed his eyes, scanning their surroundings—something felt off.
He unleashed a surge of blazing pure yang energy from his body.
As it burst outward, it dispersed the surrounding fog.
A dark shadow flickered—and a man silently appeared before the tree.
When Gu Lian saw him, her face changed dramatically.
“Liang San!”
Hearing the name, Su Nan’s mind immediately recalled a report:
[Liang San — Wanted Criminal.]
A martial artist obsessed with power who fell into dark cultivation and became a true evil cultivator.
Not only did he refuse to kill demons and spirits—he allied with them.
There had already been multiple cases of martial artists being brutally tortured and murdered, all traced back to Liang San.
“Oh? You can sense me?”
Liang San looked at Su Nan with amusement.
“Kid, not bad. You’ve got some skill.”
In the dim light, Su Nan could make out the man’s gaunt face, crisscrossed with scars.
He instantly confirmed—this was indeed the extremely dangerous wanted evil cultivator.
“You’ve got potential. At your age, to have this level of strength and awareness… you’ll go far.”
Liang San’s voice was cold and hoarse, but his gaze carried a strange curiosity.
“Too bad… you must die here today.”
As he finished speaking, he slowly raised his hands.
From his body, dark red energy pulsed out like a tide.
In an instant, multiple blood-colored shadow figures emerged—each one bearing a hideous, twisted face—floating silently beside him.
“Careful!”
Su Nan didn’t dare be careless.
He immediately pushed his pure yang energy to the limit.
“Reports say he’s at Martial Artist Level 8—do not go head-to-head with him!”
Even as he spoke, Su Nan struck first—his fists unleashing a double dragon punch, pouring nearly all his strength into the blow.
From his fists, two fierce dragon shadows exploded outward with a thunderous roar, charging straight at Liang San.
The dragons became nearly solid in mid-air, glowing with a dark light, hurtling toward the enemy.
Liang San smiled faintly and raised one hand.
The red shadow spirits beside him let out chilling screams and rushed forward to intercept.
In an instant, the swarm of blood spirits overwhelmed the twin dragon strikes—devouring them completely.
The roaring dragon shadows dissolved into nothing.
Su Nan’s eyes narrowed sharply—he was about to punch again—
But suddenly, a blood mist surged, charging directly at Gu Lian!
Gu Lian’s expression darkened. She shouted sharply, unleashing a rippling shockwave of energy from her body.
Her physique was special—otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to control ghost spirits.
Now, in a moment of crisis, she held nothing back.
Her internal power erupted—slamming into the blood spirits.
Screams rang out as the blood mist rippled violently, revealing several ferocious blood spirits within.
Their twisted faces howled in rage.
The red fog flared again—then rushed straight at Gu Lian.
At that moment—