This time, Wu Liang finally took action.
Pa—
He attached the Nightmare's spiritual power to his hand and slapped Zeng Hu's face hard.
This slap was just the right force, enough to daze him but not harm his brain.
The opponent was knocked out immediately, and the massive amount of rampant spiritual power that had been gathering deep in his brain gradually calmed down. The fierce ghost that had been wreaking havoc after entering his brain was also subdued.
Withdrawing his own spiritual power made Zeng Hu's headache gradually decrease until it disappeared.
"Hmm, dealing with a City-Destruction Level fierce ghost is still a bit challenging. The power of a fierce ghost really can't exceed the human host by too much, or else it becomes too easily influenced," Wu Liang muttered to himself.
In this situation, most likely it was because the Emotion Ghost is at the City-Destruction Level of strength, while this kid was barely at the level of Red Robe.
