He Sha suddenly became uncontrollable, her fleeting body skillfully turning mid-air. She fiercely slapped the ground with her palm, wisely choosing not to provoke the terrifying man in the purple robe. With a flicker, she swiftly distanced herself from Ghost and the Second River.
The fighters around, witnessing this, their weapons faintly glowing with spiritual energy, seemed poised to capture this female ghost.
It wasn't hard for them to realize the importance of He Sha to Ghost.
Capturing her, would undeniably allow them to easily restrain Ghost.
Before they could make a move, a spear vibrated, unleashing a hurricane-like torrent, sweeping them aside. The spear cleared a path, and He Sha, sensing this goodwill, didn't hesitate to hide beside Hongying.
"Hongying!" Ying Xiu's voice, filled with suppressed anger, rang out.
Hongying, with her spear across, shielded He Sha behind her. The meandering blood kept flowing from her blindfold, staining her pale yet stubborn lips red.
