Just as that pair of ghost claws was about to seize the inn, a sharp Sword Qi came slicing through the air, sweeping out endless frost that froze the surrounding area solid.
Boom!
That pair of ghost claws slammed viciously into the longsword. Amid a tremendous roar, a huge gash was actually carved into the mass of ghost claws. The Ghost Spirit King let out a miserable scream and hurriedly withdrew his hands. A massive wound was clearly visible on them, deep enough to reveal bone. If his hands had not been extraordinary, that single strike would have cleaved them in two.
"Who?" The Ghost Spirit King looked into the distance, his expression flickering uncertainly, only to see a woman standing there with serene poise.
It was Ye Qianqian.
"Who are you?" The Ghost Spirit King stared at her, startled and doubtful. He knew his own strength well. He dared to fight even Zheng Baiyi. Though that claw strike had not used his full power, he knew it was equivalent to the all-out blow of an ordinary Dharma Idol Realm Third Stage expert. Yet this woman's sword had wounded both his hands.
"Get lost." Ye Qianqian spoke with simple, blunt clarity.
"And if I refuse?" The Ghost Spirit King's eyes rolled as he said coldly. As one of the Southern Sea Domain Four Heavenly Kings, no one had ever dared tell him to get lost. This human woman was the first.
"Then die." Ye Qianqian's gaze remained calm, without the slightest hesitation.
"Hahaha, you're the first person who has dared speak to me like this!" The Ghost Spirit King laughed in extreme rage. His body shot forward in an instant, and in a single bound, he had already reached Ye Qianqian.
Just as his hands were about to seize Ye