Chapter 17: Moving Forward, Not Back
"Don’t even think about it!”
In his heart, Shen Luo thunderously roared, frantically operating the Small Transformation Yang Skill.
A layer of red light emanated from his body, attempting to resist the invisible entity assaulting him.
At the same time, a surge of Yang Gang power crazily gushed into the rune on his chest.
Although this was his first time attempting to use the exorcism talisman, desperate times called for desperate measures.
To his disappointment, besides feeling a slight heat where the talisman was drawn on his chest, nothing happened.
But immediately after, Shen Luo felt a slight warmth in his eyes, following which his vision darkened as a figure in black appeared before him.
The figure was about a zhang tall, with extremely long hair that trailed down to the ground, covering its face and rendering its features indiscernible. He could only vaguely make out two red eyes projecting a chilling malicious intent, as well as a greed for life.
Meanwhile, its long and vapory dark arms were strangling his neck!