"Is that so? Then what a pity—you won't have that chance."
Xu Chunniang swept her gaze over the formation in the pool. After reviving five Witch God Flowers, the ninth seal showed faint signs of coalescing once more. It had successfully suppressed the Soul Witch clan elder, but this was still far from enough!
She pressed her lips together, ignoring her worsening injuries as she continued toward the sixth and seventh withered Witch God Flower stalks.
The resurrected Witch God Flowers were still frail, relying entirely on objects of pure yang and the Law of Life to sustain them. They could wither again at any moment.
Before those five Witch God Flowers withered, she had to seize the moment and seal him completely, leaving him no chance to turn the tables!
"Ah, damn it! This old man hates it—I hate it! Had I known you little wretch were so vicious, I should have strangled you to death while you were unconscious!"
The Soul Witch clan elder's voice was chilling, his face twisted like that of a vicious ghost.
Xu Chunniang seemed not to hear him. With her left arm exposing stark white bone, she took out the final object of pure yang and slapped it onto the ninth withered Witch God Flower stalk.
The instant the ninth Witch God Flower revived, the entire formation connected seamlessly at last, forming a powerful binding force that descended upon the Soul Witch clan elder.
Feeling that familiar force of confinement, terror filled his face as he flashed backward, trying to retreat.
Yet no matter how he dodged, that binding force still fell upon him with unerring precision...
The Soul Witch clan elder let out an unwilling roar. His body, already blurred until scarcely half a shadow remained, completely dispersed into nothingness once the