Chapter 386: Thirteen Breaths
Silence.
A blue-black ghostly claw tore through the void, sending a sharp pain through Qin Sang’s forehead.
Less than three cun away!
His eyes widened in shock, locked onto the ghostly claw that was now dangerously close from his face.
He could even clearly see the corpse poison flowing along its pitch-black nails.
With a fierce swing of his hand—
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The Yan Luo Banners of Ten Directions shot out from his palm, scattering in all directions. The ghost banners expanded as they caught the wind, growing into towering flags as tall as a person, standing solemnly within the ice hall.
A raging yin wind howled.
Yin qi thickened, engulfing the already dim ice hall in near-complete darkness.
And with the appearance of the flying yaksha, the overwhelming surge of corpse qi further twisted the atmosphere.