The peerless beauty who stepped out of the magic formation leaned against Ye Donglong like an alluring consort. Her expression was tender and touching, her fair skin captivating. Her delicate hand stroked his cheek, and her eyes shone with infatuation.
The woman was not Ye Donglong's contracted magic beast, but an undead creature, the Ninefold Nether Concubine.
Necromancy!
Ye Donglong had not inherited the Eight East Dragon Sects' zither magic. Instead, he had inherited the talent for necromancy of the Qin Emperor, Ye Yinzhu. From childhood to adulthood, he had studied only one necromantic spell: the Ninefold Nether Concubine.
Despite the Ninefold Nether Concubine's infatuated gaze, Ye Donglong's face remained utterly cold. He forcefully embraced her soft, alluring waist, as though he wanted to knead her into his body.
It was no mere appearance. The Ninefold Nether Concubine's supple body squeezed into Ye Donglong's little by little, making his already handsome features even softer and more beautiful. An evil, powerful aura spread outward, accompanied by the soul-stirring chime of bells. Leaving trails of afterimages through the air, Ye Donglong appeared before Jiang Hai and delivered a simple sword thrust. His speed had more than doubled.
Clang!
Jiang Hai raised his saber to block. Tremendous force surged through it, sending him flying backward uncontrollably. He slammed into the magical barrier with a boom, making it shudder.
Ye Donglong pressed his advantage without mercy, following Jiang Hai as closely as his shadow and bringing his fist crashing down.
After merging with the Ninefold Nether Concubine, his strength had risen by more than a single tier. He was already approaching Purple Level, ninth rank.
At the critical instant, Jiang Hai raised his hand and caught Ye Donglong's fist, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Donglong jolted his fist, and Jiang Hai spat