The undead that had been tempered by Kun Jing Water took great pride in their physical defenses, yet Liu Xian's attacks rendered them utterly useless, as though that sinister energy did not exist at all.
"No! My undead!" Fang Gu roared hysterically, wildly waving his Bone Staff as he tried to command the undead to counterattack.
Yet no matter how he drove his spells, the undead could not get within even half a step of Liu Xian. They could only be slaughtered continuously like wheat before a scythe.
Dense undead energy filled the air, only to be instantly frozen by the chill surrounding Liu Xian, turning into ice crystals before shattering and vanishing.
In only moments, the once-black mass of an undead army had been reduced to just a handful, and Liu Xian had already appeared before Fang Gu.
Fang Gu was terrified out of his wits and turned to flee.
But Liu Xian was far faster. She grabbed the back of his collar and lifted him up like a chick.
"Let me go! Do you know who I am? I'm the village chief of Yangyang Village! I can control the undead! I can—" Fang Gu struggled frantically, howling threats.
Liu Xian's gaze was icy as she raised her hand and struck Fang Gu across the back of the neck.
With a bang, Fang Gu instantly lost consciousness and went limp in Liu Xian's grasp.
Everything had happened too quickly. From the moment Fu Ye and the other two appeared to Liu Xian slaughtering all the undead and subduing Fang Gu, less than the time it took to burn an incense stick had passed.
The villagers of Luohua Village stood dumbfounded, unable to react for a long while. The undead army that had just driven them into despair had been