Chapter 469: New Balance
Yang Jian’s actions on the other side progressed smoothly.
Meanwhile, Huang Ziya, who had been running with the Ghost Candle in the darkness, had also reached her limit. Her legs gave way and she stumbled and fell onto the hard concrete pavement, the fall dazing her and nearly knocking her unconscious, while the Ghost Candle in her hand was extinguished by the impact.
She wanted to find the Ghost Candle, but she had no idea where it had fallen to. Fear and dread made her breathing and gasps even more frantic.
The surroundings remained eerily silent, but Huang Ziya could feel a cold draft nearby, sending shivers down her spine and deterring her from searching for the Ghost Candle any further. Instead, she considered how to keep herself alive.
After all, she had already bought some time; it should be enough.
Just as she was trying to stand up, suddenly, it felt as if something had fallen behind her. At the same time, she felt something touch her arms and legs—rough yet gentle, like wild grass caressed by the wind against her body, giving an innocuous impression.
But this gentle prelude heralded a terrifying onslaught.
In an instant.
An old rope in the darkness wrapped tightly around her neck, nearly breaking her bones, and hoisted her into the air.