The Ghost that was scouting for the Night Ghost zoomed past everything and entered the target's body.

This is one of the ghost's tricks, forceful possession. If the other party is a bit weakwilled or distracted, then it would work perfectly. At this moment, the target is distracted more than ever.

The Ghost possessed the body and controlled it. It used the two short swords in the targets body to make him stab himself in the chest piercing his lungs completely.

Night Ghost undid the possession and landed a punch on the target's chest making the ribs broken and before the target could even come to himself and realize what exactly is happening, he is already dead.

Night Ghost used a ritual to extract the soul and feed it to his ghosts.

After digesting the soul, he could feel an abundant increase in cultivation. It is not every day that he would get middle stage transcendent souls. If this continued, he would breakthrough to the late stage soon enough.

"Night Ghost keep on travelling in that direction in a moderate pace. Dont attract too much attention.

Vidyut, move to a thousand meters south. Be stealthy, three groups of people spread all over. They are all open targets. Saber Monarch and the rest are coming there. Start cleaning them up. I will once again ask you when Night Ghost meets his next opponent."

With those orders, Vidyut started moving and on his way, he finished off the solo cultivators that are scouting and searching as they moved towards the cave location.

From the messages Sam got, he learned that the family head managed to figure out that Sam's location might be in that cave as that is the only plausible location for hiding.

So, he ordered the troops to move in that direction while spreading out a bit. Since the other party didn't have numbers, he wanted to use his numbers to his advantage and sacrifice some of them. Even with that expense, he would still make a bunch of them reach the location.

But too bad, that he doesn't know Sam has something like the crystal table.

That is the reason, why the forces of the Merene family didn't encounter a single team member even though they are so active.

Unless Sam ordered them to do so, none of them were caught by the merene family members.

The whole situation turned into a massacre.

For every twenty minutes, Sam made the team mates take a rest and recover with some potions and pills.

They would recover their energy and will attack once again as they moved forward.

He managed to cull every single of group of the Merene family only leaving a few strays here and there. In the process, he managed to capture thrity one musicians and sixteen formation masters.

Gandharvas are talented in these arts and they are very creative, they would make great chess teams.

Except for the few injured strays, there are only a few people that are left in the Merene family. Out of which two of them are Sam's current focus.

One of them is the Head of the Merene family and the other one is the prodigious young master of Merene family. The talented musician who is also of same cultivation level as Sam.

Sam converted the dead silver pigeons into undead and sent them through the space gate formation.

They flew out and went to the Family head and fell at his feet.

When the family head saw the bunch of dead pigeon bodies, he became anxious, he knew that things are going to be trouble some and the situation inside the forest is not as he presumed.

He immediately made his move and ran into the forest.

Meanwhile, Sam controlled his teammates and let the prodigious young master reach the cave. He is the only one who made it.

The rest of the team engaged in dealing with the strays.

When the young master looked at Sam, Sam stood up from his chair and came out of the cave with a smile.

"Nice to meet you young master. I was looking forward to meeting you."

"Why? You want to die that badly?"

"Not really, I just wanted to witness your musical genius."

"That is same as dying for you."

"Don't be so sure of it. After all, you don't know me."

"I know that if I kill you, the curse will be broken. You might even be considered a benefactor of the family, at least your dead body could be."

"Foolish fanatics."

Sam muttered and took out his flute. It has been a while since he used it. This is also one of his earliest creations, this might get a spirit too, but it seems like it would take some more time.

He caressed the flute as he looked at the young man.

"What instrument do you play?"

"A Veena."

As the young master said, he sat crosslegged and took out the instrument as he held it over his lap.

Veena is one of the classical Indian instrument back on earth. It dates back to the Indian Mythology and there are many types of Veena along with many variants emerging from them with the time.

"Is that a Saraswati veena?"

The young master was surprised but still replied.

"Yes. I am surprised you know that."

"It was quite popular from where I came from. And a person I deeply resented used to play that. I often thought, how the world is unfair that an instrument as great as this veena that could create such sublime music can be played by a crook like that."

"If that person could really play such sublime music on Veena, then he must not be a crook. No one with a tainted heart can play this instrument."

"The heart is only tainted when the crook realizes he is a crook and still does what he does because of the circumstances. If a crook believes that everything he does is right, then his heart and soul would be pure as ever.

It is all about the heart of the person."

With that, Sam closed his eyes and brought the flute to his lips.

The young master started playing the Veena as he plucked the strings, the spiritual energy riled up and he was surrounded with roaring flames.

Sam also started playing the flute according to the rhythm the young master took. The spiritual energy riled, but instead of elemental energies, the blood red scales came out of the divine dimension and circled around him.

They didn't attack each other and only played music. It is currently not a battle between two cultivators, rather a comparison of notes between two musicians.

The surroundings shook a bit and the whole forest resonated with the music. The beasts that are quaking in the fear due to the constant battles, suddenly felt relaxed with the music and some of them moved towards the source.

The family head also heard the music and he wanted to run in that direction, but he was suddenly stopped in his tracks as he some invisible force holding him from the three sides.

Night ghost appeared from the darkness as he looked at the Family head who is struggling from the strangle of the ghosts he placed.

The three ghosts are extremely powerful and they are currently using his technique, the ghost strangle.

The attack focuses on the soul of the person instead of the body. After all, the soul is what controls the body and the effects of the attack will show up physically making the opponent feel immobile. They will struggle physically so much, but they wouldn't be able to do anything and by the time they realize that the problem is with their soul, it would already be late.

At least, that is case with all his peers. Currently he is facing someone with a superior cultivation though.

So, he knew that it wouldn't last long.

So, he immediately made a move.

Spiritual energy converged at his fist as he lunged forward and punched at the family-head's chest.

The attack didn't cause any damage to the family head and even his dress wasn't wrinkled as he stepped back.

By now, he also managed to get rid of the three ghosts that are strangling him. He doesn't know if he destroyed them, but they are not strangling him anymore.

"Is that what you call a punch?"

Family head taunted as he looked at Night Ghost.

"I hope you will say the same after I am done with you."

With that, Night Ghost once again attached.

The Gandharva family head is a warrior mage with fire element. He activated partial fusion as he threw a punch towards Night Ghost.

Both fists clashed and Night Ghost used the recoil to throw himself backwards and tried his best to protect himself from the attack.

"Do you want me to be done with just this?"

The family head asked as he tried to throw another punch. But as he tried to move forward, he noticed that there is a faint delay between his thoughts and the reaction time of the arm.