When Ma Yuntong saw it, his face turned overcast. Not even in his dreams had he imagined his opponent still had such a trump card, one that could temporarily suppress even the blood ghost's vicious nature.
Panic rose in his heart. A trace of hesitation flashed deep in his eyes, but in the end it was replaced by ruthlessness. He raised a hand, pounded his chest, opened his mouth, and spat out an arrow of blood.
Within that blood arrow was a faint hint of gold. This man had actually infused the power of the Golden Core he had bitterly cultivated for a hundred years into this mouthful of vital blood. In an instant, his face turned as pale as paper. Even if he managed to escape by luck this time, his cultivation would inevitably regress by several decades.
But right now he could no longer care about that. As long as he could keep his life, any price could be paid.
After the blood arrow left his mouth, it quickly burst apart, then was sucked into the blood ghost's body.
The confusion in its eyes vanished in a flash, and its baleful aura once again surged wildly out of nowhere.
Yue'er gave a cold snort. She had not expected this old monster to be such a decisive figure. In that case, she would have to spend a little more effort.
She drew back both jade arms and folded them before her chest, her forefinger and thumb tightly pinched together in an orchid gesture, sending out one spell seal after another...
Rumble!
The Beast Soul Banner blurred for a moment, and then a ghostly, sinister cloud of yin appeared in midair.
From within that cloud, a ghostly creature likewise emerged. It had two heads and four legs, its appearance extremely