Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

Chu Xia screamed, not having time to react, as the blade that was slashing towards her grew larger and larger in her eyes, eventually filling her field of vision.

She froze.

"Crack!"

The sound of metal clashing.

The two were surrounded by a faint golden light, which blocked the ghost general's huge sword energy, but the sword still slashed down, only pausing for a moment.

Zhao Yanchen stood in front, seemingly enduring immense pain. Blood was gushing from his eyes, nose, and ears, and the blood quickly stained his clothes red along his collar.

The bright fluorescence of the ice stone gradually dimmed, revealing its final value.

The family heirloom was thus destroyed.

Zhao Yanchen felt regretful, but didn't react much. He was dizzy and his vision was blurry. He felt that everything in front of him was swaying, and the ghost general was split in two... more and more.

Chu Xia was stunned for a moment, then reacted, pushed Zhao Yanchen away, and dodged the big knife to the side, but the two of them were still knocked to the ground by the knife's energy.

Zhao Yanchen had already fainted. The incident happened in the blink of an eye. Chu Xia's resentful eyes were cold.

They frantically tried to come up with a solution.

She couldn't die; she wanted to live.

Jing Li stood with his hands behind his back, revealing an expression that said, "It's just as I thought." Killing the Chosen One is still a bit difficult.

They have a combination of luck, popularity, and inspiration.

Difficult to kill!

The ghost general ignored Zhao Yanchen completely and walked straight towards Chu Xia. His full-body armor made him look like a demon, and every step he took touched Chu Xia's heart.

Chu Xia wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her cold and ruthless eyes assessing the distance between herself and Jing Li.

She tightened her grip on the blood-stained container, as if she had thought of something.

He shouted, "Here you go!" and then threw it forcefully into the air. The blood-stained cup traced an arc and hit Jing Li squarely.

Jing Li never refused anything that was delivered to her, but she didn't take it with her hands. The golden light points gathered again, locking the blood vessel in the air, and in an instant, it seemed to be swallowed up and disappeared.

Upon seeing this, Chu Xia's face turned extremely pale. She couldn't understand why this woman possessed such power. She could control vengeful spirits, and even faced with this thing before her, she showed no fear. Just who was she?

But the ghost general was beyond Chu Xia's expectations. He did not shift his target to attack Jing Li as she thought; his gaze remained fixed on her like a venomous snake.

This behavior made Chu Xia, who was usually calm and composed, feel uneasy.

She has to escape...

"You ants, how dare you mock me!" The great sword, as heavy as a thousand pounds, stood upright on the ground, shaking the earth.

The ghost general locked Chu Xia's throat but did not kill her with a single blow.

Chu Xia's pale face flushed red, and her neck was congested with blood. The feeling of suffocation made her unable to make a sound.

The eerie, chilling touch made her teeth chatter; she struggled to break free, but to no avail.

Just as she was about to be crushed to death, a bolt of purple lightning as thick as an arm struck the ghost general's wrist.

Lightning itself has the power to restrain evil spirits, and purple lightning is even more powerful, making it a natural nemesis for evil spirits.

"Oh dear! My body can't support it enough. I shut down the formation, and she managed to slip through." Jing Li sighed, resting her chin on her hand. Her body was too weak; she needed to take better care of herself.

With the ghost general's arm cleaved in two, Chu Xia seized the opportunity and charged forward with all her might.

Ah Chen, should we save him or not?

After struggling for a moment, she still managed to carry Zhao Yanchen on her back, using a talisman to increase her own strength, and ran in the other direction, throwing many explosive talismans along the way.

The ghost general roared, and its shattered arm reformed. In a flash, it stood in front of Jing Li, less than a foot away.

"Give it to me." He had his own independent thoughts, and the girl before him exuded a cold, cruel aura that was both familiar and frightening to him...

How could a sorcerer possess such immense power and intimidation?

"Blood-infused liquor?" Jing Li parted her lips slightly, tilted her head, and asked with a knowing look on her face.

The ghost general stared at her for a moment, his aura growing increasingly cold, but he didn't make a move. "It belongs to me."

Jing Li laughed and said, "Isn't it something that suppresses you? How come it's yours?"

The words they say are designed to hit people where it hurts.

"Or do you prefer to be suppressed?"

She didn't care at all that the ghost would attack her.

"Hmph! Little girl, no matter how powerful you are, I can still kill you. I am immortal, so don't be ungrateful." The ghost general was magnanimous and did not become violent because of Jing Li's words. He still had that cold and sinister look.

But her figure made Jing Li look extremely small.

"Bloodthirst, I want it!" Jing Li declared his ownership directly, adding, "I've seen your wife."

The last sentence made the tall ghost general pause, as if he had thought of something tragic and desperate, and his violent aura gradually intensified.

"My wife died long ago!"

"They killed them! Hahaha... They're all beasts! Beasts!!!"

"Don't get excited," Jing Li warned softly, then sighed, "How could it be such a coincidence?"

Forget it, I'll just ask for more money later.

"Your merits are not on her." These words abruptly silenced the ghost general's rough, hoarse laughter.

"How did you know!" He suddenly bent down, his metallic mask almost touching Jing Li's forehead.

Jing Li's smile turned cold, and she took a step back. "Don't get so close to me next time!"

"Also, I know everything."

On the ruins, the girl stood like a queen, looking up at the world with an air of supreme dominance, yet her words were not at all arrogant.

"I can help you see your wife, but I have one condition."

"What are your requirements? Blood pills? Or something else?" The ghost general couldn't help but be tempted. He maintained his bent-over posture, his voice so rough it almost shattered Jing Li's eardrums.

"You humans are all hypocritical scoundrels, how can I trust you?"

"But haven't you already chosen to believe me in your heart?" Jing Li smiled enigmatically, her beautiful eyes calmly observing him.

The ghost general straightened up, gripped the knife at his side, and his voice boomed like thunder, "Blood Stick, I can give it to you, as long as you help me find my wife."

“No, that’s not what I’m asking for. It’s something else.” Jing Li raised her middle finger and shook it.

"Then what do you want me to do!" The ghost general suddenly became stern, his tone rising an octave.

Jing Li remained unmoved by his intimidating aura, and only spoke after he finished shouting: "I want you to tell me how this Blood Spectrum got here."

A hint of seriousness appeared in her eyes.

She had tried to calculate this event, but there was always a layer of mystery obscuring her, and she couldn't figure it out.

As a formation master, her intuition was always accurate, and this matter was related to her.

Blood-stained cassia should have been an object from her era, so why did it end up here?

It even became the core of the sealing formation; there must be something fishy about this.