This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

A powerful force surged through his body, and Li Daoxuan felt as if he had transcended the mundane world and become an immortal on the spot.

But he knew that this was just an illusion caused by the Heavenly Soldier Talisman.

He slowly rose, supporting himself on the armrests of the wheelchair, his once weak and powerless legs now incredibly strong.

The long-lost feeling of being grounded came over Li Daoxuan, making him involuntarily intoxicated by it.

Without time to savor the moment, Li Daoxuan leaped into the air, his body landing lightly on a distant rooftop like a drifting catkin.

After a few leaps and bounds, his figure disappeared into the night.

In the eastern part of the city, the residence of Wang Juren had become a bloody inferno.

The gate to the Wang residence was wide open, and the middle-aged gatekeeper lay in a pool of blood, a large hole in his chest, his heart long gone.

The bloodstains on the ground stretched all the way into the house, passing through rooms filled with servants and men whose hearts and lungs had been ripped out.

The backyard of the Wang residence was where the Wang family lived.

At this moment, Wang, the scholar, and his wives, concubines, and children were huddled together, staring in terror at the terrifying figure in the center of the backyard.

Master Luo, the bodyguard of the Wang residence, stood in front of everyone, his face ashen, his eyes filled with fear.

But he did not flee. Instead, he stood there without retreating an inch, ready to fight to the death.

"Who exactly are you? My Wang family has never offended you, why are you killing members of my Wang family?"

Master Luo, though outwardly fierce, was inwardly weak and roared angrily.

The blood-soaked figure, emanating a terrifying aura, chuckled, extending its blood-red tongue to lick the blood between its fingers, as if muttering to itself:

"The human body is really troublesome..."

Master Luo's expression changed drastically; he realized that the monster before him was not human at all...

He dared not wait any longer, fearing he would completely lose the courage to resist.

Although he had been severely injured by Qingfeng's punch and his injuries had not yet healed, he couldn't care less about that now.

Master Luo forcefully circulated his qi and blood, let out a loud shout, and shot away.

His fist, imbued with masculine energy, pierced through the pervasive yin energy and arrived before the monster.

However, just when Master Luo thought his punch was sure to hit, his opponent vanished from the spot like a ghost.

Master Luo was shocked. Based on his extensive experience, he judged that the other party had come behind him. Without thinking, he stopped and kicked out without turning his head.

"Hehehe..."

A strange laugh rang out, and Master Luo's attack missed again.

The monster was extremely fast, its body resembling a wisp of green smoke, circling around Master Luo. No matter how Master Luo attacked, he could never touch even an inch of its clothes.

"Hehehe... Human martial artists... The most delicious treat. Eating you will almost restore me..."

Master Luo had long since disregarded life and death; he could die, but he would never retreat.

The Wang family has supported him for over twenty years; it's time to repay their kindness.

Even if he couldn't protect the Wang family members even at the cost of his own life, he absolutely couldn't let them die before him.

"ah..."

Master Luo unleashed his power once again; at the critical moment of life and death, his internal energy and blood surged dramatically.

It's not about breaking through a barrier, but about truly giving it your all.

The gust of wind generated by the power of blood and qi on the fist dispersed the yin energy, which seemed to make the monster feel somewhat uncomfortable.

A chilling voice rang out, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Alright, that's enough playing..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a ghostly claw shot out from nowhere and grabbed Master Luo's right arm.

The icy, bone-chilling yin energy instantly seeped into his flesh and blood. Master Luo felt a sudden numbness in his right arm, and in an instant, he completely lost consciousness.

The ghost claw suddenly exerted force, and a sound of flesh tearing rang out. Blood spurted out, and Master Luo's entire right arm was forcibly torn off.

"ah..."

A piercing scream tore through the night sky. Master Luo convulsed in pain and staggered backward.

But he still stood in front of the Wang family members, his left hand covering his wound, his martial artist's supremely yang and powerful qi and blood erupting, and then he suddenly flung it away.

Blood mixed with masculine energy splashed in front of him, and the approaching monster shrank back as soon as it touched him. This was the most powerful method for a martial artist to deal with ghosts.

"Hmph, you think your mere second-realm martial artist's blood and energy can stop me?"

The chilling energy erupted once more, and the blood and energy that Master Luo had spilled were instantly frozen.

Seeing this, Master Luo was already heartbroken. This vengeful ghost possessing a human was at least at the fourth level of strength. Unless he cultivated true qi, he was no match for it.

Speaking of the Four Realms, Master Luo couldn't help but think of that young man from before.

"If he were here, he should be able to deal with this vengeful ghost..."

The thought flashed through his mind, and Master Luo couldn't help but laugh at himself. That young man probably wished he would die at the hands of a vengeful ghost, and even if he were here, there was absolutely no way he would help him.

Thinking of this, Master Luo clenched his left fist tightly, his eyes filled with determination, and punched himself hard in the chest.

A terrifying power erupted, and he shattered his own heart with a single punch.

Then he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out hot blood from his heart, which gushed out and landed on the vengeful ghost. It was like a red-hot iron being plunged into cold water, making a piercing sizzling sound.

"ah..."

The vengeful ghost let out a miserable scream and suddenly retreated several steps, standing in the center of the backyard, its blood-red eyes surging with endless malevolent energy.

"I'm going to gnaw your flesh and bones..."

The physique of a second-realm martial artist meant that even though Master Luo's heart was shattered, he did not die immediately, but he was also powerless to resist.

He could only stand there, glance back at Scholar Wang, and say with a wry smile:

"Sir, I'm sorry... I tried my best..."

Wang, the scholar, looked ashen-faced and was about to reply.

Suddenly his expression changed drastically, his eyes flashing with intense joy, and he pointed excitedly behind Master Luo, saying:

"Mr. Li... Mr. Li..."

Master Luo was taken aback and turned around.

Suddenly, a figure in a blue robe appeared before my eyes.

Master Luo was suddenly jolted, filled with disbelief.

"It's him...he...he really came..."

Master Luo's consciousness slowly faded, and his body gradually went limp.

Li Daoxuan raised his hand and flicked his wrist, sending several talismans flying and landing around the courtyard, blocking all escape routes.

He then quickly turned around and helped Master Luo up.

"Master Luo..."

Seeing Master Luo's miserable state, Li Daoxuan's heart sank.

He silently retrieved the healing talisman from his system space. Such an injury was beyond the help of anyone but a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"I'm late..."

Li Daoxuan helped Master Luo up and said softly.

Master Luo's eyes flickered as he looked at Li Daoxuan, whose expression was sincere. His lips moved slightly, then his head tilted to the side, and he fell completely silent.

Li Daoxuan sighed silently, for a dying man's words are often kind.

Master Luo's last words were—"I was wrong..."

Clearly, he was apologizing for robbing Qingfeng of his silver and beating him.

At this point, however, whether it's right or wrong is no longer important...

Li Daoxuan put down Master Luo's body, stood up and turned around to look at the vengeful ghost in the courtyard that was frantically attacking the talisman.

The murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.

"As expected of you, you wicked beast! I'll give you a choice: get off her, or I'll beat you to a pulp..."