Chapter 45. Holy crap, little monster
Chapter 45: 45. Holy crap, little monster
Han Li felt her entire body stiffen, unable to move, as the ghostly hands strangled her neck tighter and tighter.
The next moment, the small bottle in her arms emitted a green light, enveloping her and fiercely repelling the ghostly figure behind her.
Han Li, enduring the pain in her throat, quickly turned around and slid a yellow talisman from her sleeve, pinching it in her hand.
The ghostly figure swiftly retreated, and Han Li pursued closely, tossing the yellow talisman forward and thrusting her longsword.
The longsword pierced through the yellow talisman and struck the ghostly figure, pinning the talisman to it.
The ghostly figure let out a faint scream and struggled violently, but the talisman pinned to it started burning without fire, incinerating both itself and the ghostly figure into ashes.
Han Li coughed a few times, looking painfully at the ashes on the ground. She only had six exorcism charms in total, each reusable, yet killing one ghostly figure used up one – who knew how many ghosts were in this mist?
She turned back to look at the corpse on the ground; she remembered this person, who was also quite powerful among the rogue cultivators. Han Li estimated that she was roughly on par with her.
Such a person died silently in the mist; without the small bottle, she would likely have met the same fate.
Han Li remembered Senior Ling’s warning; indeed, this place was extremely dangerous, no less intimidating than Black Jiao Cave.
As a small pawn in such a perilous place, without miraculous luck, one could end up dead without knowing how.