Bloodlight shot from the blood-robed woman's sleeve, swept back around her, and enveloped her before turning into a Blood-Colored Streak that burst out of the study and tore toward the sky.
A Blood Escape Talisman!
Wang Yu's eye twitched slightly at the sight. He merely grasped at empty air with one hand, and a pitch-black throwing knife appeared in his grip. He flicked his wrist.
A piercing shriek rang out!
The black throwing knife vanished from his hand.
Almost simultaneously, a scream came from the Blood-Colored Streak shooting into the sky.
The bloodlight faded, and a figure plummeted from above like a startled bird struck by an arrow.
Thud!
The blood-robed woman slammed into the ground outside the study, gouging out a small crater.
Through the billowing dust, a black throwing knife could just be seen buried to the hilt between the Blood Enchantress's brows.
Strangely, although the Blood Enchantress lay motionless on the ground, twisted, overlapping phantom faces appeared across her beautiful face, struggling desperately in silence as though trying to break free of her body.
But the black throwing knife embedded between her brows began to hum and tremble. Countless silver specks flickered over its surface, pinning those faces firmly in place and preventing them from escaping even an inch.
Nearby, Wang Yu's expression changed slightly at the sight.
What Secret Art was this? How could it be so uncanny? It seemed to involve the Spirit Soul!
After a brief silence, Wang Yu hesitated no longer. He raised a hand, spread his fingers, and grasped through the air at the target on the ground.
Whoosh!
White light swept over the red-robed woman's body, and a white pillar of fire surged skyward, engulfing her entirely in white flames.
"Aah!"
The Blood Enchantress let out a bizarre scream, as though