The border of Xiao Mountain Prefecture, Origin Bright Mountain.
On a small hilltop, a black shadow sped ahead, wind whistling in gusts.
Behind it, several figures came chasing after.
The one in the lead wore a scarlet palace robe, plucking constantly at a vertical zither in her hands. In an instant, streak after streak of blue-red zither qi, like wind blades, chased toward the black shadow ahead.
Clang, clang, clang!
As crisp sounds rang out, the black shadow's robe was clearly a defensive magic treasure.
It actually ignored her attacks, but hidden behind those scarlet zither qi was a red-jade damask sash.
This damask sash magic treasure was extremely concealed, and in the blink of an eye it wound around the black shadow, revealing a withered-white, gaunt face.
That face had a pair of sinister, vicious eyes. The moment he saw he had been bound, fury surged across his face.
He took out a small, skinny straw man, bit through his finger, and dripped essence blood into it. At once, the straw man abruptly expanded, transforming into a huge black wood corpse that flew out and pounced straight at the scarlet figure.
And his own body shrank severalfold in an instant, strangely slipping free from the red-jade damask sash magic treasure.
"I was waiting for that move of yours long ago. You cultivators of the Ghost Mystery Sect amount to no more than this!" the graceful figure in the scarlet palace robe could not help saying. At some point, a spirit talisman had appeared in her hand.
The spirit talisman landed precisely around the black-shadow cultivator. In an instant, spiritual rosy light overflowed, and countless spirit trees spread out, turning into several tentacles that wound around him.
This made the Ghost Mystery Sect cultivator instantly horrified.
And the heavenly wood