Who would have thought that a red-clothed fierce ghost had been born beneath these waters?
There were only ten seconds left. If he still could not swim to the surface—
This man's Three Fires would be extinguished.
When the Three Fires went out, the seven souls departed.
Without the seven souls, the three ethereal souls faded.
When a person died, their soul naturally left their body.
Trying to save them after that was far more than merely difficult.
Back when Li Xiaomin's soul had been trapped in the mass graveyard for days, her soul flames had still remained, and her physical body had not yet died.
Once the Three Fires were extinguished, it meant the physical body had become a dead body. A dead body was a corpse. If the Three Fires were not reignited and the soul was forcibly made to enter the corpse, it would only become a living corpse!
There would be no heartbeat or warmth.
"Damn it..."
I inwardly sensed trouble.
Mao Jing, Zhang Yuchen, and Pan Ling were also attacking the surrounding evil spirits with all their strength, attacking the group of water ghosts clutching the man's ankles, but it had no effect at all.
The water also began to churn at that moment.
The turbulent currents buffeted me, making my body unstable. Even with both my energies circulating and my absolute advantage in strength, I could not pull the possessed man free.
There were only seven or eight seconds left...
"Damn it, it's over!"
I gritted my teeth and cursed inwardly.
Fuck, watching a living person get killed by evil spirits right before my eyes made me unbearably anxious.
Yet at this moment, there was nothing else I could do.
But amid this desperate struggle—
A splash suddenly rang out above the water, as