But soon, the power generation system quickly returned to normal, electricity was supplied smoothly, and the yacht regained its illumination.
However, Wang Longhu’s expression became serious.
Something’s wrong! He caught a faint hint of blood in the air on this yacht.
Though it was very subtle and faint, Wang Longhu’s keen sense of smell couldn’t miss it.
Just as the yacht’s lights went out, someone had died on this ship.
Wang Longhu stood up, trusting his instincts, and walked out of the restaurant, following the scent of blood down the corridor.
The yacht was currently on its route to Indonesia. Who else, besides pirates, dared to commit murder in such a place?
But it didn’t make sense to say it was pirates; after all, the yacht was equipped with a security team, all seasoned veterans with real firearms. If pirates were attacking at night.
Even if someone were to die, they could still trigger an alarm before dying, rather than perish without any resistance.
Yet the yacht was eerily tranquil, showing no signs of impending danger.
Following his perception, Wang Longhu soon reached a remote area.
It was the stern of the yacht where a small pool was located.
Yet now, the pool water was stained a deep crimson.
The headless and limbless body of a servant floated on the surface, while beside it, a figure with long hair completely covering its body gnawed at the flesh.
This figure had its legs exposed, resembling those of a bird or beast, appearing incredibly grotesque.
As Wang Longhu appeared, ’it’ raised its head, with penetrating round eyes glaring at him through the curtain of hair.
"Revenge... Wang... Longhu, found... you."
In an instant, a mass of hair shot out like a thousand needles, aiming to pierce Wang Longhu’s body.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
But with the movement of Wang Longhu’s spiritual telekinesis, this hair was severed mid-air, cut off as if by scissors, falling in pieces.
They didn’t get close to Wang Longhu but instead fell to the floor.
Oddly, the moment this hair touched the ground, it vanished without a trace.
This realization made Wang Longhu aware that the strange figure before him wasn’t alive, but similar to those five green-skinned infants from that day.
"Who, who exactly are you?" Wang Longhu frowned, his gaze flickering with a hint of ferocity.
Twice now, trouble found him, something even the patient temper of a clay figure couldn’t withstand.
The strange figure shrieked and lunged at Wang Longhu, long hair swirling to reveal a concealed face.
An exceedingly hideous and terrifying monstrous visage appeared, with a round eel-like mouth beneath round eyes.
Layers of sharp teeth filled its mouth, with an eye-growing oral organ further within.
Beneath this face, there was no neck or arms at all—certainly not human.
Wang Longhu glared, powerful spiritual telekinesis instantly coalescing to seize the creature mid-air.
The monster howled and tried to struggle, but was no match for Wang Longhu whose spirit had reached beyond the 60 threshold.
No matter how it exerted itself, it couldn’t budge an inch.
"Speak, who sent you?" Wang Longhu approached and asked.
The monster evidently lacked consciousness, only glaring malevolently at Wang Longhu, repeating: "Revenge, Wang Longhu, revenge."
Realizing he couldn’t obtain any information from this thing’s mouth, Wang Longhu abandoned the idea. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novｅlfire.net
He threw a punch, true qi accompanying the force as it struck the monster.
The monster wailed at once, its previously solid body akin to a living being began showing signs of collapse, turning increasingly phantom-like.
"Just as I thought, true qi as cell energy can indeed affect ’spiritual entities’ to some extent," Wang Longhu mused as he observed the monster’s injuries.
In Daoist teachings, it’s mentioned that all things in the world interact and counteract.
Be they green-skinned infants or the long-haired creature before him, were spiritual entities, forms unseen by human eyes.
If there were no means to counteract them, then these terrifying beings would remain invincible in our world.
Since the Daoist school’s true qi can harm these spiritual entities, Wang Longhu now understood why stories of ’Daoists capturing ghosts’ had been passed down since ancient times.
Behind every occurrence lies a reason.
"Spirits and demons, harming people gravely, perish!" Wang Longhu smashed another punch, the long-haired monster’s body finally couldn’t endure the true qi.
It gazed painfully at Wang Longhu: "Revenge! Revenge!"
Then, its entire spirit disintegrated and vanished into nothingness.
"To create such a spiritual entity, in my impression, only one force in all East Asia fits this description. If they are secretly using underhanded tactics against me, then... don’t blame me for eliminating them completely."
A flash of killing intent appeared in Wang Longhu’s eyes as he muttered to himself.
The entire East Asia Martial Arts World knew the Taiping Sect was the most mysterious; they didn’t focus much on martial artists.
The top hundred martial artists in the world rankings were mostly recruited by the Heaven and Earth Alliance and the White Lotus Society.
While the Taiping Sect often employed mages and wizards from small Southeast Asian countries.
Moreover, back in Jiangning, the Taiping Sect acquired the Daoist Corpse Immortal Technique, further aligning with the origin of these spiritual entities.