Chapter 33: Qing Wan

Amidst the tranquility of the night, the cluster of willow branches swung like a whip, leaving a trail of faint, bloody light in the air. Crack! An indistinct, airborne figure staggered back, shrieking in agony. They were ethereal and illusory, and they were enveloped in dense yin energy. A ghost! “One hit and you’re already screaming in pain? How?anticlimactic.” Su Yi had already risen to his feet, and when he saw this, he couldn’t help but shake his head. The anticipation in his...