Li Ling looked grim. "I seem to have made a mistake. Ghost spirits are driven from within by resentment and killing intent. In time, she will become a terrible menace. We cannot give her another chance to kill!"
The Ninth Princess was also in Li Ling's dream. Comparing the Blood Spirit Bride with the image in her memory, she looked worried. "Indeed. Killing seems to make her grow."
At this, they could not help looking toward the Blood Spirit Bride beside them.
She still stood there quietly, her red bridal veil covering her face, her hands folded before her in a traditional pose of modest grace.
Yet her body floated weightlessly in midair, with only an inch or so of her embroidered shoe tips showing beneath her skirt, lending her an inexplicably chilling air.
Li Ling suddenly reached out, caught her shoulder, and used his divine sense to draw her out of his sea of consciousness.
Outside, the sun blazed brightly. Exposed to its rays, the blood mist around the Blood Spirit Bride immediately churned as though boiling, reacting violently.
An instant later, she vanished into thin air, leaving only a wisp of smoke.
Li Ling focused his senses and discovered that she had returned to his sea of consciousness.
He pulled her out again, this time activating the Evil-Repelling Incense as well.
This time, the Blood Spirit Bride was thoroughly trapped within it.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...
A sound like something scorching drifted out. Under the sunlight, the yin baleful qi around the Blood Spirit Bride dwindled strand by strand amid violent reactions.
But this sort of yin body was different from a mere yin spirit, after all. Following prolonged exposure to sunlight, a layer of gang baleful energy balanced between yin and yang actually formed over its surface.
Her