Guard
At the heart of the void stood Xiang Qingcheng. Twelve faint jade-talisman phantoms fluttered in the wind like gauze, and within each one, hidden Sword Qi glimmered.
With a thought from Xiang Qingcheng, the Sword Qi within each talisman surged in layer upon layer, endless and inexhaustible. Countless flying swords emerged in the void, their blades gleaming with jade light and tinting the entire space a faint jade hue.
"Violet Origin Heavenly Sword!" A twisted ghost let out a piercing shriek, seemingly terrified of the Sword Qi within the jade talismans.
Whoosh, whoosh! One streak of Sword Qi after another shot forward without pause. In the blink of an eye, dense layers of Sword Qi had surrounded the ghost, wrapping around it like a massive cocoon. Each strand of Sword Qi seemed to have little offensive power, but for the ghost inside, breaking free meant smashing through layer upon layer of restraints. Every time it broke through one, it felt as if blades and axes were hacking into it. By the time it was nearly free, it was already utterly exhausted—and more layers of Sword Qi had wrapped around it on the outside, seemingly without end. Amid a low hiss, a shadow suddenly slipped in beside Lu Xiaotian.
The ghost's ability to conceal itself was truly remarkable. It had even slipped through the defensive perimeter formed by Xiang Qingcheng, Little Fire Crow, and the others. When the ghost appeared beside Lu Xiaotian, the little white dog's eyes filled with alarm. It let out a low growl and controlled the eighteen starfire meteorites, ready to charge back and attack.
Little Fire Crow also flapped its wings, about to act, but then heard Xiang Qingcheng's telepathic message. It hesitated, its eyes full of doubt. The ghost lunged at Lu Xiaotian, claws