Emerging alongside the vague figure was a three-zhang-large red banana fan, which the other party held in their arms.
"Get lost!"
All bloodied, the skeleton who had barely escaped ascension knew there was no room for the slightest hesitation at this moment.
If he were entangled even for a moment, he might very well meet his end here today.
In the brink of life and death, his entire body flickered with blood light, transforming into a bone flying sword and charging straight towards Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia's expression was grave, his entire aura converging into the red banana fan in his arms.
'Temporal Way: Wind of Exile·Trap!'
Wang Zijia's face turned almost red as he held the giant banana fan, fanning it towards the approaching Old Skeleton Ghost.
In an instant, nearly half of Wang Zijia's mana was drained.
The banana fan, however, produced a terrifying space tornado, which caught the Old Skeleton Ghost head-on and trapped him in place, spinning constantly.