As Zhou Muzhi located his opponent, the blood-red figure behind him quietly completed a transformation of her own.
The ghost passed through Qian Zhen's thoroughly dead body, then brought something out of it, seemingly harboring an inexplicable fixation on the dead body.
Then the entire blood-red figure changed. Almost every part of her had originally been red, but now, aside from her dress and red silk ribbons, only her eyes remained red. The rest of her looked no different from an ordinary young woman.
If she landed on the ground and stood still, ordinary people would never be able to tell she was a ghost.
Zhou Muzhi sensed this as well. At the same time, he noticed the chill in his right arm growing increasingly intense.
Fortunately, it still had little effect on him. His martial realm and scorching fire still perfectly suppressed the stronger A-Xiang.
He guessed that, as Qian Zhen had been the ultimate driving force behind A-Xiang's death, his death had fully completed her resentment as a ghost, ultimately causing her form to change.
The transformation took little time, only four or five breaths.
Zhou Muzhi had already moved.
Martial realms were an iron law. That was true, and he had experienced it himself. Precisely because he knew that, he dared to act.
He was at Second Qi, and his master, Li Jingfei, might still be hiding some strength. As long as Zhao Chenfeng had not transcended this realm and remained at Five Qi, there was a chance!
When he appeared again, he had already reached the area where the two were fighting.
Their weapons collided, their moves changing so quickly that all one could make out was a spark and two blurred figures.
Sparks appeared and vanished, bursting orange beneath the night sky.
Zhou Muzhi unleashed