Between Life and Death, She Descended Like an Empress

At that moment, I was surrounded by layers of ghosts and evil spirits.

At a glance, all I could see were grotesquely mutated evil spirits, every one of them eyeing me hungrily.

Sharp teeth, scimitar-like claws.

Half my body went cold.

In the distance, Master and the others shouted anxiously:

"Xiao Jiang!"

"Jiang Ning!"

"Brother Jiang!"

"..."

Master and the others were beside themselves with worry, but the ghost horde had already cut me off from them.

Even if Master wanted to save me and used the Soul-Seizing Banner,

he would need at least three to five seconds.

My first reaction was to use the last Mystic Force Palm Thunder Talisman to save my life, first blasting away these mutated evil spirits in front of me.

As long as I could buy two or three seconds and get back on my feet, I would still have a chance of surviving.

But how could those ghosts possibly give me such an opportunity?

Just as I hurriedly reached for a talisman,

I heard a howl. A mutated ghoul, one that resembled a frog, pounced directly onto me and pinned down my shoulders.

Its sharp claws pierced into the flesh of my shoulders.

While holding me immobile, it gave me no chance to catch my breath, opening its enormous mouth full of fangs.

It bit straight toward my head...

The whole thing took no more than three seconds.

Let alone Master saving me—even if I had been holding a talisman and my shoulders had not been pinned down, I would not have had time to use it.

As I watched those sharp fangs, my pupils suddenly dilated, and I cursed inwardly.

I'm finished.

But just as the ghoul's enormous mouth bit toward my head,

an incomparably vast wave of extreme yin energy came