I've already ascended to immortality, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

Move from the lobby on the first floor towards the entrance.

Immediately afterwards, a rough, hoarse male voice spoke.

The volume is very low.

"Brother Jun, I hear some noise outside."

Bai Sheng used his perception to automatically detect the auras of the two people.

One of them is relatively loose.

But it also carried a cold and menacing aura.

Bai Sheng judged,

These two men have blood on their hands; they're not ordinary thugs!

"There wasn't a sound at all, it was probably just the wind."

Another voice sounded impatient.

He was clearly annoyed by his companion's overreaction.

"If you're bored, go and bring those boxes from the trunk in too."

Bai Sheng crouched down,

Through the sparse branches of the roadside trees,

Keep a close eye on the entrance of that abandoned building.

Two figures emerged from the darkness of the first-floor lobby.

I stopped at the door and lit a cigarette.

The lighter's flame briefly illuminated their two faces.

One had a wide face and a flat nose, the other had high cheekbones.

The two exchanged a few words.

One of them threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and went back inside the building.

Another person dragged a bulging woven bag towards the back of the building.

Watching that figure disappear around the corner,

Bai Sheng's mind raced as he considered the current situation.

The corpses in the building clearly belonged to heinous criminals.

Even if he were dead now,

But a strong sense of malevolence emanated from that deathly aura.

It is clearly the vengeful spirit of someone who committed many evil deeds in life.

Compared to the lingering soul of that gambling addict in the funeral home before,

It's like the difference between compressed biscuits and thin porridge.

Should we just rush in? Hmm, that's clearly not a good idea.

However, refining corpse energy takes time.

One must stand in front of the corpse to activate the Soul-Capturing Incantation.

Although the process was short,

But if either of those two murderers even noticed him...

Bai Sheng was forced to stop halfway through the refining process.

There's little risk in taking down these two murderers.

I'm afraid the corpse energy might backfire.

We can't take that risk...

Therefore, the order can only be:

Get rid of the person first.

Then quietly refine the corpse energy.

Bai Sheng kept his presence to a minimum.

It slid out silently from behind the tree trunk.

They crept towards the side door of the abandoned building.

The side door was rusted and decayed over the years, leaving only half of the door frame.

Squeeze in sideways.

The dark red and black auras of the two people inside the building were clearly visible.

Bai Sheng immediately located their positions.

A person was arranging woven bags at the corner of the corridor.

Another person was flipping over a plastic sheet near the wall in the lobby.

The distance is okay.

Bai Sheng bounced his presence back to normal.

Wearing canvas shoes, I deliberately made a few crunching sounds on the broken glass.

"Shh..."

Bai Sheng whistled as he took off his pants.

Splash—

as predicted,

The noise around the corner of the corridor stopped immediately.

"Who?!"

The man with the flat nose leaned halfway out.

The beam of the flashlight shone on Bai Sheng.

"Dude, what...why are you looking at my crotch?"

Bai Sheng raised his hand to shield his eyes from the light, feigning a dazed, half-drunk state:

"Where is this... Brother, you've mistaken me for someone else."

The man with the wide face shone the flashlight around his face and saw a face that looked like a student:

"Brother Jun, a drunkard has wandered in!"

"Oh!"

A response came from the other end of the corridor.

Accompanied by hurried footsteps,

The guy called Brother Jun is walking this way.

The broad-faced man reached for the hilt of his knife with his left hand: "Kid, what are you doing here so late at night?"

Right now!

Bai Sheng suddenly pulled up his pants.

He struck the side of the opponent's neck with a backhand slap.

The force was very light, yet it was enough to instantly cut off blood flow to the brain.

"Well!"

The cigarette butt flew out of the wide-faced man's mouth, and his eyes rolled back.

He fell straight backward.

The flashlight slipped from his hand.

Bai Sheng caught it with his left hand, so it didn't make a sound when it hit the ground.

at the same time,

Jun Ge turned the corner of the corridor.

He saw Bai Sheng standing next to the body of the wide-faced man who had fallen to the ground.

His right hand remained in the hand-knife position.

"Who are you?!"

Next second,

He reached his right hand behind his waist.

Pull out a gun!