It really had appeared!
Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed. This time, he did not send the corpse puppet ahead. Instead, he sprinted toward the column of radiant light.
A few seconds later, he saw the equipment enveloped in the glow. It was a thick armored skirt, shield-shaped plates linked together by red cords, exquisitely crafted.
A suit of armor only had a few components: arm guards, a breastplate, and weapons already had owners. Whatever appeared next would be either an armored skirt or a helmet.
As he ran, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized something was wrong. The distance between him and the armored skirt had remained unchanged, giving him the feeling that he could run himself to death without ever reaching the mountain in the distance.
He abruptly stopped, realizing that he had been "attacked."
This familiar sensation—it was a ghost wall. Zhang Yuanqing looked around and called out, "Zhao Chenghuang or Sun Miaomiao?"
A ghost wall was a charm technique of the Night Wanderer class. For it to affect a Level 3 Night Wanderer, the caster could only be Sun Miaomiao or Zhao Chenghuang.
And they would have needed to rely on some kind of item.
"Hi, Yuanshi Tianzun. I didn't expect to end up camping you."
A crisp, playful voice rang out.
Zhang Yuanqing turned toward the sound and saw a graceful figure slowly take shape more than ten meters away.
A black T-shirt, a short black skirt, pale thighs, a full bust, a round little face, and dark, gleaming eyes—her entire body radiated a sweet, delicate charm.
Her carefully styled hair curled slightly at the ends, while the noble aura unique to Night Wanderers made her look like a little princess.
"Camping me?" Zhang Yuanqing looked at the sweet-looking girl and said, "How did you know it would definitely