Death (3)
Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Qingtang's heart sank.
But just as the black shadow approached Ye Qingtang, a chilly feeling suddenly arose from her wrist area.
Multiple streams of black mist surged out from her wrist!
Within seconds, the black mist clashed with the black shadow from the monster. As the mist swirled around, Ye Qingtang could smell a thick evil stench as well as the faint wails of malicious ghosts. In the next second, the black shadow looked like it had been destroyed by the black mist.
It disappeared without a trace.
The black mist also gradually dissipated. Ye Qingtang could vaguely see a blurred figure inside the black mist. Before it completely dissipated, it bowed at her before vanishing.
Crack…
A cracking sound rang out from Ye Qingtang's wrist.
It was like something had broken.
Ye Qingtang looked down and saw her Nine Souls Ring falling to the ground in pieces.
Nine Souls Ring!