Standing in the living room, Chu Feng watched the Evil Spirit circling him within the mist, just as his Spiritual Perception indicated. Suddenly, his body flashed with golden light, and seizing the opportunity, he threw a punch.
"What the hell are you spinning for!"
BANG. Chu Feng felt a soft, yielding impact on his fist.
In an instant, the Spiritual Power that had been contained in his fist finally found an outlet, bursting forth.
"AHHH!" A painful scream erupted abruptly as the Evil Spirit's body slammed heavily onto the ground.
Chu Feng's Spiritual Power spread over the Evil Spirit's body, diffusing and causing its limbs to continuously disintegrate into countless wisps of gray mist.
Time passed, second by second.
Eventually, the Evil Spirit's body could no longer withstand the erosion of Spiritual Power. It collapsed, transforming into a darker shade of gray mist that floated above the room's floor.
TING. A crisp metallic clink suddenly echoed.
