Unable to Go In
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The spirit was clean. There was not even a drop of blood on its body, but it looked rather strange and disgusting.
The wax oil seemed to have covered its entire body, making the spirit look heavier like it was a mannequin with a thin layer of film on him.
Even its eyes were like red glass spheres. There was no light in them.
This person must have been killed by being soaked in wax oil.
However, such a grieving spirit had lost its rationality.
At the moment, its eerie eyes were sharp as if there was a fire burning in them. It charged at Xie Qiao as soon as it sensed the threat from her.
A heatwave and black smoke pounced at her.
Xie Qiao shook the Taoist bell in her hand. The black smoke spread backward as if it had encountered powerful energy.
She took out a peach wood sword immediately and glanced at it helplessly—it was too small.