The bloodline struck the back of the boy's neck.
With a cry, the boy screamed. Suddenly, a burst of green light erupted from his body, knocking Samantha Simons and Logan Lau away. He clutched his neck in agony, curling into a ball, whimpering and shrieking.
The green cage around the other two Ghost Sovereigns vanished. All of Exile Town trembled, a series of rumbling sounds echoing as the house at the center of the street collapsed, and the ground split open.
Samantha Simons slowly landed beside me, lying on the ground as petals fell around her.
Logan Lau grabbed Samantha Simons tightly, sighing and shaking his head.
"Careful, Ethan Zhang." Suddenly, the old ghost came over, grabbed me, and lifted me into the air. The ground collapsed with a roar, revealing a gaping dark pit beneath.
"Let's head over there first."
The old ghost took me, flying south and landing on a rooftop.
"Sigh, Samantha Simons really went that far—was it worth it?"
"Shut up, brat. Let this old man take a look." The old ghost said, squatting down beside Samantha Simons. After checking her for a while, he shook his head.
Sigh, her Ghost Soul has already been pierced. There's no saving her now.
My heart skipped a beat. I stared wide-eyed at Samantha Simons, her eyes tightly shut, her face deathly pale.
What happened?
It was a desperate attack. Sigh, that boy was a ghost born from the will of this place and Yuna Ji. Every ghost has a Ghost Soul, and that's their weakness. Normally, powerful ghosts hide their Ghost Soul, so no matter what injuries they suffer, as long as the Ghost Soul isn't destroyed, they can recover.
Logan Lau spoke, his expression complicated as he looked at Samantha Simons.
Samantha Simons found that boy's Ghost Soul. She used her own Ghost Soul to lure his out, and then Logan Lau pinpointed its location. That's how you were able to kill him.
Why? I stared at Samantha Simons, eyes wide.
Normally, if a ghost wants to kill another, they must use their Ghost Soul to find the other's Ghost Soul before they can truly destroy them. Samantha Simons took advantage of this, choosing mutual destruction with him.
The old ghost spoke, coming over to me. He raised his cane, and a green glow flickered. The dragon-headed cane's mouth opened, releasing streams of green light that crawled all over my body.
I screamed, but the old ghost held me down.
Don't worry, I'll heal your wounds.
Those green lights moved as if alive, weaving through my torn skin, stitching it back together bit by bit. They twisted my broken limbs back into place, and I cried out in pain.
All of Exile Town was collapsing piece by piece. Ghosts fluttered through the air, fleeing for their lives.
I could move again. I rushed to Samantha Simons's side and looked at her.
Thank you, Lord Qingyuan.
I grabbed her hand—it was icy cold. Huge tears rolled down my face.
No, why... why did it have to be like this?
The other three Ghost Sovereigns stepped aside, their expressions full of sorrow.
I've lived long enough. Lord Qingyuan, remember your promise to us. Now that this one is gone, peace will return here.
I nodded.