"That's the Wraith's Ghostly Cry! It attacks not only the Demon Soul but the body itself. Guard your Demon Soul and drive out the wraiths inside you!"
Yao Lie roared. Golden light burst from his body, dispersing the wraiths around him. He charged Yun Qingyao and brought his battle-axe down on her.
Yet when the axe struck, Yun Qingyao's body scattered like a wraith and vanished on the spot.
The next instant, a wisp of shadow appeared before Lu Ren and gathered into Yun Qingyao's form.
"Qing Yao!"
Lu Ren was overjoyed.
"Lu Ren, are you all right?" Yun Qingyao asked.
"I'm fine!" Lu Ren shook his head and smiled. "Just a flesh wound!"
"They dared hurt you. I'll make them repay it tenfold!"
Yun Qingyao's voice was cold enough to pierce bone. Behind her, countless streams of ghostly energy erupted in savage howls.
"Oh no!"
Yao Lie's expression changed. He spun around and saw that Yun Qingyao had already appeared before Lu Ren. He realized he had fallen for her trick.
Yun Qingyao had never intended to defeat him. She had meant to take Lu Ren away.
"Stop her! Hurry, stop her!" Yao Lie roared.
But the Demonic Path Cultivators around them were still trapped in the Wraith's Ghostly Cry. None had recovered yet.
Yun Qingyao wrapped an arm around Lu Ren's waist and flew up through the Demonic Path Army, rescuing him.
"You're courting death!"
Yao Lie roared and swung his battle hammer at Yun Qingyao.
Yun Qingyao raised the longsword in her hand to block it.
Boom!
The impact sent Yun Qingyao drifting backward, but she suffered no serious injury.
Lu Ren grew worried at the sight. "Qing Yao, are you all right?"
"I'm fine!"
Yun Qingyao shook her head and formed intricate seals with both hands.