Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

"This won't work..."

Yang Yin gritted his teeth.

He didn't know why his Yin Eyes had stopped working, making it impossible for him to see the enemy clearly through the ghostly mist.

Since this tactic has failed, it's clearly not a solution. The Ghostly Mist was originally meant to confuse the enemy's vision and senses, making it impossible for them to pinpoint his location... but now it's the other way around that he can't find the enemy's location.

Yang Yin raised two fingers: "Ghostly Mist - Dispel!"

However, even after the secret technique was dispelled, the ghostly mist did not dissipate.

Yang Yin was stunned.

what happened? ? ?

Yang Yin felt a chill run down his spine: "Could it be... that this fog isn't the ghostly fog I set up, but rather..."

“That’s right.” At this moment, Ye Ge’s calm and indifferent voice suddenly rang out behind him: “This is the ‘Shadow Mist’ I set up.”

Yang Yin's heart skipped a beat as he turned and saw Ye Ge.

Night Song held weapons in both hands, the Shadow Moon Blade in his left hand and the Light Separation Sword in his right.

He crossed his arms and slashed at him!

"Shh-!"

This cross-shaped slash struck his right chest with perfect accuracy!

However, when the double strike landed, instead of gushing out bright red blood, a large clump of black, hair-like strands splattered out...

Yang Yin groaned and fell off the tree, tumbling head over heels in mid-air before landing.

He covered his ruptured right chest.

'Tch... What bad luck! This little devil actually hit my weak spot...'

Yang Yin cursed inwardly.

Black hair kept flowing out of the hole in his right chest, falling to the ground and finally turning into a pool of black liquid that dissolved into the ground and disappeared.

His right chest was actually a part of his body where he, as a ghost tamer, stored ghosts.

In order to tame more and more powerful ghosts, Yang Yin divided his four body parts among the ghosts he tamed, allowing them to reside in them and share his life energy.

These four areas are his: back, right chest, left abdomen, and throat...

Now that his right chest has been severely injured, it's as if the ghost residing in it was annihilated before it could even be summoned!

Only the two ghostly creatures in the left abdomen and throat remained.

However, Yang Yin only thought that Ye Ge was just lucky. After all, the location where he stored the ghosts was his secret, and no one except himself knew it.

Hmm, it's probably just a coincidence...

Ye Ge said, "Xi Yao, control him; Xue Er, attack his left abdomen!"

Yang Yin: "?!?"

"Understood!" Xia Xiyao's voice came from somewhere in the mist.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Yin felt his feet get entangled in the tree roots again.

"Damn it, not again??"

Yang Yin cursed and unleashed his soul power to forcefully break free.

Then he leaped to another tree, began to form hand seals, and silently recited a ghost incantation.

I never expected these kids to be so difficult to deal with!

And they even have accomplices! Those gunmen who appeared out of nowhere are an even bigger problem!

There's no time to waste. Yang Yin decides to summon the last two ghosts he has left!

The remaining two ghosts are the two strongest ones residing in Yang Yin's body, but they also require quite complex hand seals and awakening incantations.

Yang Yin was halfway through forming his hand seals when Ye Ge suddenly leaped to his side and slashed at him with her sword: "Self-created martial art - Interrupt the pre-animation!"

"..." Yang Yin had no choice but to let go. The knife had just slashed between his hands. If they hadn't separated, his hands would have been cut off.

Yang Yin had no choice but to first try his best to shake off Ye Ge and create some distance, then re-form the hand seals and began chanting the incantation again: "&A%￥@......"

However, before he could finish two sentences, Ye Ge swung his sword again: "Interrupt!"

"..."

"interrupt!"

"..."

"Interrupt again!"

Yang Yin was completely enraged: "What the hell...!"

boom!

At that moment, the gunshot of the Level 3 Magic Energy Gun rang out again!

The shot struck Yang Yin squarely in the left abdomen. Yang Yin cried out in pain, clutching his left abdomen, and knelt down, his face pale.

Then, Gao Shenxue's figure slowly emerged from the mist.

The little girl's gaze was calm and serene, her eyes peaceful and unwavering. She held a magic-powered pistol in each hand, both pointing at Yang Yin. At the same time, a round robot with a diameter of less than forty centimeters was flying beside her.

The robot has a pair of flexible rotors, allowing it to fly in the air like a helicopter. It also has four mechanical arms made of lightweight alloy and intelligent telescopic material, each holding a level 3 magic-powered submachine gun. Additionally, it has an extra level 2 magic-powered gun barrel on its head. The display screen on the front shows the robot's facial expressions.

Gun-wielding robot: ╰（‵□′）╯

"Da da da da da da da da da......!!!"

Gao Shenxue simultaneously pulled the triggers of her two magic-powered pistols and the robot's five magic-powered submachine guns, focusing fire on Yang Yin's frontal attack...

Night Song: "..."

"So...so tragic..."

......

The shadowy mist dissipated.

Yang Yin lay on the ground, his clothes riddled with bullet holes, and he was on the verge of death.

The black hair on the left abdomen also flowed out, turning into blood and disappearing.

Yang Yin lay weakly on the ground, looking at Ye Ge and the others with great resentment: "You...you guys...Waaaaah!!"

However, before he could finish speaking, his mouth was blocked by the vines and grass that wrapped around him.

Xia Xiyao said, "If we gag him, won't he be able to summon his last ghost?"

Ye Ge smiled and said, "That's how it is."

Yang Yin: "Waaaaah!!"

"Shut up." Ye Ge held his straight knife horizontally in front of Yang Yin: "If you don't behave, I'll cut your basket in half."

Yang Yin: "......"

boom!

At that moment, a heavy object fell heavily in front of Ye Ge and the others.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a person who was tightly bound hand and foot.

He's a madman!

At this moment, the madman's condition was not much better than Yang Yin's. He had been beaten into a pig's head, his eyes, nose and mouth were so swollen that he was almost unrecognizable, and he was covered in bruises. There was hardly a good piece of flesh on his body. His body was bound with ropes of a special material, and his mouth was taped shut.

It's hard to imagine what he went through...

"Oh? You're already done here? I was planning to rush over to rescue you."

Seeing this, Cang Feng jumped down from the tree and landed in front of Ye Ge and the others.