The attacks that Xue Wei was releasing did pose some threat to this young-looking ghost, but it was not to the point where he had to be so careful that he could not fight back.
The difference between the strength of the two sides was not something that could be removed merely by using some elemental Qi, but it did make things trickier for the young-looking ghost.
At the same time, it also managed to help them delay for a longer time. The ghost could not help but begin considering his options. He was unwilling to leave with no benefits.
If he left like this, he would become a wanted figure. Xue Wei would undoubtedly inform the branch leader of his betrayal, and he would have lost both his stable position, but also the benefits that had tempted him to do so.
The struggle was clear in his eyes, and he did not manage to launch an intensive attack, spending most of his time dodging the lightning bolts that Xue Wei sent his way.
"Argh!" A scream reverberated through the courtyard as Lan managed to hit the young-looking ghost straight in the back with an attack that was inherent to the Mingshe race.
It was a pearl-white crescent moon that had been launched from his body and contained an incredible amount of Qi. Both Lan and Xue Wei had spent a sizable amount of time cultivating and unraveling the seal since they had arrived in the Ghost Realm. While it was indeed true that many of the prominent ghosts were stronger than the two of them, their strength had already grown rather drastically.
Xue Wei was on the verge of breaking into the King rank. It had been a smooth journey to this level, but he had encountered a bottleneck. Breaking into the King rank was not something that could be solved with merely cultivating normally.
Lan, on the other hand, did not encounter any bottlenecks that slowed down his speed of unraveling the seal. Even so, it did take a rather long time for him to slowly let his strength return to its former glory, and he could not rush it.
The seal he had used was a very extreme method of sealing one's own strength. This seal was not made by the Ghost Realm, but by Lan himself.
The seal was known as the Celestial Seal. It was a straightforward name, but as the name implied, even deities were incapable of reversing this seal.
The Celestial Seal was a seal that one could place on oneself, and the strength would then be limited until the seal had slowly been unraveled. It was not possible to break it forcefully; neither by the sealed person nor anyone else, as the body would explode the moment one tried to do so.
Lan had used this seal before entering the Ghost Realm, and thus the seal would not be lifted just because he left the Ghost Realm again. In a way, even if they managed to survive the time in the Ghost Realm, and return to their normal world, then Lan would still have to slowly unravel the seal to regain his strength.
Xue Wei had not known of this initially, but upon hearing the truth of the Celestial Seal, he felt a surge of extreme respect towards Lan.
The blue-haired deity had not even hesitated to seal his strength for the sake of looking for his lover. He had been willing to become an entity on which he previously had looked upon as an ant, just to get a chance to search for his dead lover.
Xue Wei would not consider Lan to be a good person. He was not someone who would interfere if he saw injustice, but neither was he a person who would harm the innocent.
He was a very realistic person who understood that the world was neither black nor white, but had many shades of grey.
He understood that when he sealed his powers, if news of this incident broke out, then he would be hunted down and killed by the other experts within the world, and the risk was significant.
As the Sovereign God of the world, he did have the ability to use the world's energy to attack, but the more one drew on this energy, the more likely it was for natural disasters to appear.
The energy that Lan would be forced to use was the same energy that the earth needed to exist, so when one overdrafted such energy, the consequences were naturally severe.
All of this coupled together was enough to show how infatuated Lan was, and such a determination was precisely what made Xue Wei respect him deeply.
The young-looking ghost had been hit by Lan in the back, and his body had flung forward like a kite breaking free from its string.
He had felt a tearing pain in his body, but the ghost quickly composed himself and began retaliating.
Every thought of escaping had been erased from his mind. He had been blinded by anger and greed. Although the situation was getting more and more precarious, he was willing to take the risk. He had faith in his own strength, so he did not believe that he could not get what he wanted.
Lan and Xue Wei glanced at one another. They saw the slight feeling of success within the other's eyes, but they dared not linger too long.
The sky above the courtyard had turned grey, and lightning bolts descended as thunder rolled across the clouds.
The darkness was not only illuminated by the flashing lightning bolts, but also by Lan's attacks, which had a pearl-like luster.
The fight was swift, the number of attacks that were used in a minute had already exceeded one hundred, and sweat was beading on Xue Wei's forehead.