Shi Yue's Strength
Below stretched a seemingly endless Crimson Mountain Range, its soil all red. Huge clouds of fire drifted across the sky, and a shocking heat wave swept in from every direction. The three of them—the Gold-robed Elder and his companions—felt their mouths go dry.
"So you're a Sword Cultivator. It seems we misjudged you." The Gold-robed Elder's gaze turned grave.
He didn't dare underestimate a sword formation laid out by a set of Spiritually Connected Magic Treasure-grade flying swords.
"Misjudged me? From the very beginning, you shouldn't have set your sights on the Shen family. You reap what you sow." Shi Yue's cold voice rang out from the sky.
"You reap what you sow? What a joke. Do you really think you can kill the three of us?" The Young Woman in Green Skirt sneered.
She changed her hand seals. A dazzling blood-red light shone across her body, and the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves grew louder. Countless wisps of Blood Mist surged out. Her features blurred, and muffled cracks came from within her body as she grew taller. Her face twisted, her clothes tore apart, and her curvaceous figure was exposed.
On her chest was a Fierce Ghost Pattern depicting a fierce ghost with a ram's head, a human body, bat wings, and a long snake tail. It looked exceptionally bizarre.
Pain showed on her face. The fierce ghost seemed to come alive and crawled out of her chest, while the Young Woman in Green Skirt's aura weakened.
A fierce ghost with a ram's head, a human body, and bat wings stood suspended in the air, holding a blood-red flying fork. It licked its lips, revealing scarlet fangs.
"You know my rules. If you summon me, you have to feed me until I'm full." The