Wind Howl Demon's mournful cries for help drifted over the courtyard.
Madam Huaize turned and ran without a word, while the four female ghosts scattered in all directions. At the critical moment, not one of his colorful banners could be relied upon—he still had to count on his original wife, Lady Cold Shadow.
Lady Cold Shadow had already suppressed White Dragon. Hearing the screams behind her, she did not even turn her head, merely raised two fingers as a sword and pointed beyond the courtyard.
It was precisely where Xiang Yuan was hiding.
Zombies were nothing to fear—mere corpses under another's control. Kill Xiang Yuan, the one controlling the zombies, and Wind Howl Demon would immediately break free.
The three little dolls circled Lady Cold Shadow, leaping and darting about. At times they formed arrays to harass White Dragon, at times their demonic voices bored into her ears, leaving her run ragged. For the moment, she could only defend and could not attack.
One of the little dolls received its orders and pounced toward the outside of the courtyard with a strange cackling cry.
White Dragon's heart burned with anxiety at the sight. She had promised to protect Xiang Yuan and ensure he returned to the Dry Abyss Realm with every part intact. Without the slightest hesitation, golden light burst from her eyes, and blazing energy surged around her body. She was like a great sun hanging in the sky, dispersing all the icy yin chill Lady Cold Shadow had laid down.
Who knew what method she had used? Her aura shot up by a great margin, true qi surging like radiant flames, her momentum like a rainbow as it lit up the entire night sky.
There was no force of heaven and earth involved—only pure personal martial strength.
Lady