# Chapter 507: Soul Possession, Demon Lord! (Part One)
Xinxia was drawing a Mind Wall — her purpose to block the Evil Spider's invasion of Mo Fan's soul. But the Ghost Woman, exploiting her unmatched speed at Mind Element casting, forcibly seized control of Mo Fan's already-compromised mind and moved to use his hands to kill Xinxia, the one who posed the greatest threat to her.
Xinxia's Mind Wall could block curse magic and mental attacks, but it couldn't stop Mo Fan's Fire Element spells or his Lightning Element destruction. Whether she abandoned the casting or held the Mind Wall to completion, she would die either way.
"Xinxia, watch out!" Zhao Manyan and Zhang Xiaohou cried out in alarm.
None of them had expected the Ghost Woman to weaponize Mo Fan against Xinxia. By the time they reacted and scrambled to cast defensive skills around her, it was already too late. Mo Fan's Basic-tier Fire Burst was devastatingly fast — barely a flick of his right hand, and a fireball ignited in his palm.
At that range, a direct hit from Mo Fan's Basic-tier magic would be catastrophic for an unprepared Xinxia.
The Ghost Woman's viciousness sent a wave of cold through everyone. They turned toward Mo Fan and found his eyes burning crimson — completely hollow, the unmistakable look of a man whose mind had been enslaved.
In truth, what Mo Fan saw in place of Xinxia was the Ghost Woman's face, her laughter cutting through the air like a blade.
His hands trembled. Perhaps something deep in him — some primal instinct — was fighting to make him stop.
At that razor's edge of a moment, the Flame Enchantress nearest to Mo Fan let out a cry.
Xinxia's Healing Sprite had taken effect. On the very brink of death, the Flame Enchantress had recovered a sliver of strength. Her body transformed into a ball of flame — and hurled itself straight at Mo Fan.
Mo Fan's hand froze in mid-air, suspended in a strange stillness. His pupils shifted through colors in rapid succession, as though he were fighting back against the Ghost Woman's grip.
Seeing the Flame Enchantress closing in on Mo Fan, the Ghost Woman's fury erupted.
"Die! Die! Die! **Just die already!**" she screamed.
Under ordinary circumstances, she could seize an Intermediate-Level Mage's mind in an instant and make him hurl magic at his own loved ones without a moment's hesitation.
But for reasons she couldn't fathom, this boy's willpower was far stronger than any ordinary Intermediate-Level Mage's. He had actually managed to hold on for several seconds.
What the Ghost Woman didn't know was that Mo Fan wore a Focus Pendant around his neck, which had blunted the edge of her soul-seizing, mind-binding power.
In truth, the Focus Pendant alone wasn't enough to fully resist the control of a Mind Element High-Level Mage. What tipped the balance was Mo Fan's Four Elements — they gave his mental fortitude more than double the resilience of an ordinary Intermediate-Level Mage.
Focus Pendant, Four Elements Mental Intent — Mo Fan was simply the hardest person in the group to mentally dominate. Unlike those Formation Mages, who were already running on empty.
The Ghost Woman had plotted carefully to eliminate the troublesome Xinxia, yet she had never accounted for Mo Fan's unique Four Elements or his Focus Pendant.
Just as she gathered herself to exert full force and seize Mo Fan's mind completely, the Flame Enchantress had already collided with his body.
The impact didn't send Mo Fan flying. Instead, the Flame Enchantress merged into him — like a shadow that had always belonged to him, slipping home.
Possession.
The Flame Enchantress's ability to pursue targets across vast distances relied on exactly this — the power of Possession.
She had thrown herself into Mo Fan with everything she had, her powerful spiritual soul acting as a counterweight against the Ghost Woman's mental domination.
The Ghost Woman dared to manipulate the exhausted Mages. She even dared to forcibly control Mo Fan despite his Intermediate level. But she would never dare touch the Flame Enchantress's mind — the Flame Enchantress's spiritual soul was so powerful it could reflect a force that would shatter the Ghost Woman's own consciousness to fragments.
The moment the Flame Enchantress possessed Mo Fan, his body — already naturally attuned to the Fire Element — erupted. The sea of flames that had been dying down roared back to life, blazing so ferociously that everything around them turned a brilliant, all-consuming red.
Waves of fire lashed out in every direction, wild as a raging dragon spiraling through the air.
Flames burned from within Mo Fan's very pupils. Without thinking, he stepped forward — and a pillar of roaring fire erupted from the ground ahead of him.
Flames surged from every side as though heralding the arrival of a king. The sheer, overwhelming presence forced the Ghost Woman three paces back.
"Every last one of you deserves to die, and I'll kill you all — one by one!" Sensing things had turned sharply against her, the Ghost Woman unleashed a torrent of venomous threats.
With the Flame Enchantress now possessing Mo Fan and his fire power surging dramatically, the Ghost Woman — cunning to the last — knew she was hemmed in on all sides. Between Shi Gui, who had already broken free, and Mo Fan, blazing with ferocious new power, she couldn't contend with either of them. She turned to flee.
The Fire Calamity Fruit was still in her possession. She could consume it and return to settle the score — there was no need to rush.
"She's running!" Zhang Xiaohou shouted.
The Ghost Woman was no slouch as a fugitive, either. With some Enchanted Gear she activated and the momentum of Earth Wave beneath her feet, her speed became extraordinary.
"Hmph. The wicked always get what's coming to them."
While everyone stood stunned, a small, smug voice cut through the air — belonging to a girl who clearly thought very highly of herself.
Without any warning, a large net woven from threads of light dropped from above, falling with perfect precision exactly onto the Ghost Woman's escape path.
The light net seemed to have been waiting there all along. The instant the Ghost Woman turned to run, it closed over her. Caught completely off guard, she crashed into the net and tumbled head over heels.
Zhao Manyan stood there, jaw slack.
*Wasn't that the same light net they'd used to catch the Vampire Nie Dong?* The thing had an intense burning effect — anyone who touched it would be branded as if by a red-hot iron, their skin cracking and splitting open.
**"Aaaaaagh!"**
Sure enough, the Ghost Woman's agonized screams tore through the air moments later.
The Ghost Woman had been burned by Heavenly Calamity flames before, which meant heat was the one thing she feared above all else in this lifetime. The light net scorched and seared her body — flesh already scarred and festering from old wounds burned again into new ruin. The pain was beyond endurance.
"You... you... I'll kill you!"
When the Ghost Woman saw that the other end of the light net was held by a small girl who looked utterly harmless, she nearly lost her mind entirely.
She had already miscalculated by underestimating Mo Fan and the others — that alone was a serious blunder. But who in the world could have predicted that a girl of eleven or twelve would have the nerve to lay a trap for her?
In all her years, the Ghost Woman had always been the one setting traps for others. Countless Military Commanders and High-Level Mages had died at her hands. And now — now she had been snared by a child. The humiliation was beyond bearing.
The Ghost Woman caught in the net left everyone dumbstruck.
Throughout the entire battle, everyone had been strung tight with fear of falling under the Ghost Woman's terrifying powers. No one had noticed when Lingling, who had been trailing behind the group, quietly slipped away — her ability to look after herself outmatched anyone else present.
Against all expectations, Lingling had been hiding in the shadows the entire time. At the very instant the Ghost Woman moved to escape, she appeared like a ghost and closed the net around her — flawlessly, inescapably.