Chapter 66

Liu Ming was carefully flying at a height of several dozen feet above the Black Sand, occasionally glancing at the silver tray he held in his hand. Suddenly, the gray clouds paused, and he stopped, then lowered his head to take a closer look at the silver tray. Suddenly, he recited a spell and waved his hand downward.

A crimson fireball immediately shot toward the ground. After a loud explosion, the flames rolled back to reveal a sand pit about a foot deep, from which a half-destroyed ghostly creature emerged.

Liu Ming gazed down for a while before finally recognizing it. "It's actually a Corpse Crab, a low-level ghostly creature. With the strength of an adult Corpse Crab, it can be classified as a low-level ghost. If it was hunted, there must be even more powerful ghosts in this area."

After mumbling to himself, Liu Ming's face showed a mix of surprise and joy. He was pleased that there were indeed low-level ghosts in the area, but alarmed that there might be a powerful ghost nearby. If he wasn't careful, he could end up like the Corpse Crab.

After circling the area, he continued in the original direction, but moved even more cautiously. Half a day later, Liu Ming had flown for dozens of miles, but strangely, he found no other ghosts except for the initial Corpse Crab remains. This made Liu Ming feel a bit uneasy.

This situation suggested that the nearby ghost was even more powerful than he had anticipated, otherwise it wouldn't have occupied such a large area. Suddenly, the bright red needle on the silver tray in his hand trembled, then spun wildly before pointing in a certain direction and began to flash rapidly.

Liu Ming's expression changed, and the gray clouds beneath him stopped moving. He suddenly slapped his chest, and three points of black light appeared nearby, forming a black light shield in front of him.

Almost simultaneously, a black line shot out from the sand below, moving so fast that even with Liu Ming's keen eyesight, he could only barely see a blurry shadow. He was too shocked to react in time.

With a "bang," the black line hit the light shield, causing it to flash wildly and nearly shatter. The front end of the black line was a black, sharp hook, no more than a few inches long, and it emitted a faint, nauseating stench.

Despite this, Liu Ming was thrown backward by the force and fell toward the desert, unable to maintain his levitation spell. Even after practicing the Nether Bone Technique and using the Bone Washing Liquid, his body was far stronger than an ordinary Spirit Apprentice's. Otherwise, a fellow disciple of the same level would have been severely injured and spitting blood.

With a "puff," a large mound of sand suddenly bulged up from below and quickly moved toward where Liu Ming had fallen. Although still in mid-air and dazed by the impact, Liu Ming immediately reacted, shaking his sleeve to release a black rope that shot downward like lightning.

A muffled sound echoed as Liu Ming used the black rope to rebound, his body trembling as he shot back up into the air. At this moment, the mound of sand suddenly exploded, and a cloud of green gas shot out, passing under Liu Ming and landing on the other side of the sand.

If Liu Ming hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been hit by the green gas. Seizing this opportunity, Liu Ming quickly cast a spell, and the gray clouds beneath him condensed, allowing him to fly higher, up to over a hundred feet, before he relaxed and looked down.

Although the ghost in the green gas was powerful, it seemed unable to fly, which reduced his fear and gave him a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, he would have fled long ago, rather than staying in the area.

Liu Ming finally got a clear view of the ghost in the green gas, which turned out to be a flat, three- to four-foot-long creature made of grayish-white bones. It had two shiny black pincers at the front and a black, hooked tail at the back. Two green flames flickered on either side of its small, triangular white skull, giving it a chilling appearance.

However, there was a fist-sized black hole on one side of its bone body, with black gas swirling around it, indicating that it was injured.

"Impossible, this... this looks like a Fierce-level Bone Scorpion! No, it seems different from a regular Bone Scorpion!" Liu Ming exclaimed, but after a closer look, he showed a puzzled expression.

He then pulled out a thick book from his pocket and quickly flipped through it. After a few pages, he stopped. The page showed a vivid image of a scorpion-like ghost, also made of bones, but with a white, square head and a shorter, thicker tail. The image was labeled "Fierce-level Bone Scorpion," and below it were several lines of text describing the Bone Scorpion's habits and attack methods.

"Could this be a mutated Bone Scorpion, or perhaps a young one?" Liu Ming compared the image to the ghost below and could only come to this uncertain conclusion.

According to the book, under normal circumstances, this scorpion could fly for a short distance, but it seemed to have lost this ability due to its injuries. This presented a golden opportunity for Liu Ming.

Although the scorpion wasn't described in detail, its attacks were still terrifying even in its injured state. In its prime, it would be one of the most formidable Fierce-level ghosts. If Liu Ming could subdue it as a spirit companion, it would far surpass low-level ghosts.

Even though Liu Ming was usually cautious, the thought of this made his heart race.

At this moment, the Bone Scorpion in the green gas suddenly moved and burrowed into the sand. Liu Ming was startled and, without hesitation, recited a spell and waved his hand, sending a green wind blade shooting down.

With a "puff," the Bone Scorpion dodged the wind blade, but it no longer tried to burrow into the sand. Instead, it moved quickly in the direction it had come from. Liu Ming's eyes lit up, and he urged the gray clouds to follow closely behind.

The Bone Scorpion ran for a mile, then burrowed into the black sand again, moving incredibly fast. But just then, a crimson fireball fell from the sky.

With a "bang," the flames spread, revealing a large sand pit. The Bone Scorpion was affected but, after a roll, continued to run as if nothing had happened.

Thus, for the rest of the time, Liu Ming followed the ghost from the sky, using wind blades or fireballs to prevent it from burrowing into the sand. Although the Bone Scorpion was powerful, it clearly lacked high intelligence and was frightened by Liu Ming for over a hundred miles. Its body was now covered in more wounds, and the green gas around it had diminished.

Seeing this, Liu Ming was overjoyed, but his internal magic power was also depleted. He couldn't afford to use too many spells unless the ghost tried to burrow into the sand.

At this point, Liu Ming regretted that the quality of the Soul Binding Rope he had crafted was too low. If he had used a higher-quality ghost to craft it, the attack range would be longer, and he wouldn't have to fear the scorpion's tail. He could simply lower his flying height and attack with the black soul.

Moreover, it seemed that either the Bone Scorpion's aura was too terrifying, or there were indeed few ghosts in this desert. During their chase, they didn't encounter any other ghosts.

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Half a day later, the Bone Scorpion, after being hit by a fireball, rolled over, and the green gas around it dissipated. However, it continued to crawl forward without stopping.

Seeing this, Liu Ming grimaced. His internal magic power was almost depleted, and he could no longer afford to use many more spells.

"Should I give up just like this?"

After a moment of hesitation, Liu Ming gritted his teeth and lowered the gray clouds to about ten feet above the ground, closely following the Bone Scorpion.

However, the next time the Bone Scorpion tried to burrow, Liu Ming suddenly dived down, and the black rope shot out from his sleeve.

With a "bang," the Bone Scorpion rolled to avoid it and continued moving without using its tail to counterattack.

Liu Ming's hand, which had been pressed against his chest, suddenly froze, and he realized something. Clearly, the Bone Scorpion, after being chased for so long, had become accustomed to its actions and had momentarily forgotten to counterattack.

Seeing this, Liu Ming was overjoyed. For the rest of the time, he no longer used spells but occasionally used the Soul Binding Rope to strike the ghost, preventing it from burrowing into the sand.

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