The sound of cracking echoed through the light.
The edges of Yang Jian's sixth ghost domain had already been severely warped by the terrifying suction.
The scarlet space seemed clenched tight in a pair of invisible hands, and the force could break through at any moment.
Standing nearby, Yue Yan'an was drenched in cold sweat.
She clutched the hem of her skirt, undisguised fear filling her eyes. Even breathing had become agonizingly difficult.
This was her first time confronting a supernatural clash of this magnitude.
Only now did she realize that the so-called supernatural events she had dealt with overseas...
Compared to this eerie Red Sedan Chair, they had been nothing more than child's play!
"Everyone, get back!"
Just as the sixth ghost domain was about to give way, Ye Zhen, who had yet to act, suddenly turned grim.
He shed his usual casual demeanor and drew the long sword at his waist with a reverse grip.
The instant he drew it, ghost fire and dead blood water surged up the hilt, wrapping tightly around the entire blade.
Without hesitation, Ye Zhen slashed viciously at the Red Sedan Chair!
There were no flashy sword moves, only a lethal attack combining several terrifying supernatural powers.
Violent sword qi, mingled with ghost fire and dead water, tore through the distorted space around them and slammed toward the bridal sedan chair.
The chair abruptly stopped in midair for an instant.
But just as the two supernatural forces were about to collide...
The two battered Red Lanterns hanging from the front of the chair suddenly lit up without warning.
Their blood-red glow was blinding and eerie.
The instant the red light erupted, it forcibly blocked Ye Zhen's supernatural sword qi.
Its brilliance even overwhelmed Yang Jian's sixth ghost domain!
Ye Zhen's pupils contracted. Seeing