Jiang Qiao put away the alarm clock without another word.
Dual Pupils lit up again!
Countless Blue Eyes filled the entire tomb passage like stars, while gray light churned deep within Jiang Qiao's pupils, even more violently than before.
He gave the female ghost no chance to draw closer.
The next second.
Gray Light poured forth once more!
This attack was fiercer and denser than the last, nearly covering the entire tomb passage. Gray beams crisscrossed like a giant net woven from light, shrouding every inch of space.
Wherever the beams passed.
Fine cuts were left across the stone walls.
Even the air trembled violently.
The female ghost's figure was instantly drowned in the Gray Light, and a raging blaze erupted where she stood.
In almost the blink of an eye.
She shattered again.
It was exactly the same as last time.
After being smashed apart by Dual Pupils, she was licked by the stove fire and completely burned to ashes.
Jiang Qiao did not spare the ashes a second glance.
He pushed off the ground.
Like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, he shot toward the depths of the tomb passage.
Seeing this.
Although Dragon Tiger Daoist had not fully grasped the situation, his instincts were swift. He wiped the bloody tears from his face and immediately rushed after Jiang Qiao.
The two sprinted through the tomb passage.
Very soon.
The mournful sound of a pipa rang out once more within the dim blue tomb passage.
The female ghost's outline.
Gradually emerged ahead of them.
This time.
The melody was even more plaintive and sorrowful than before. It no longer sounded quite like a pipa being played, instead growing closer and closer to the sound of a woman weeping.
Every note, every tone.
Seemed to have come alive.
It