Bai Zhi'er hurriedly followed Feng Fuce out the door.
Zhu Yan, kneeling, kept pace behind; his speed was not slow.
Feng Fuce carried Bai Zhi'er to an extremely dark place.
Then, with the tip of his boot, he suddenly soared into the air.
Bai Zhi'er's face was illuminated by the blazing flames.
She looked down to see Prince Kang being torn and bitten by evil ghosts in an endlessly burning pool.
Prince Kang grasped the Jade Pendant in his hand. As he waved it forward, those skeleton-like evil ghosts recoiled.
But whenever he relaxed, those evil ghosts would rush forward one after another.
Prince Kang, with disheveled hair and anxious eyes, shouted loudly, "Get lost! Get away!"
Bai Zhi'er hurriedly gathered her mana, and with a wave of her hand, beams of pink-golden divine light descended.
"Sizzle!"
Wherever the divine light shone, the evil ghosts turned to ash.
Zhu Yan, watching from the side, stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
This divine power's aura—is it Heavenly Dao?!
