Guh Nishang's situation was not good. A narrow scar appeared on her elegant neck, with blood constantly gushing out, only to be burned away by the flames surrounding her.
But the smile on her face grew wilder, and with a twist of her hands, she caught the Flying Sword in front of her chest.
Noticing Guh Nishang's actions, Zhang Shouchang once again mobilized his spiritual power. This time, the Spirit-Locking Ruler and Fixed Image Bell struck each other, the rapid ringing echoing through the valley, sound waves transforming into rings of light, once again tightly locking Guh Nishang in place.
Guh Nishang laughed loudly, "Do you think you can trap me?"
The illusion of the Three-legged Golden Crow suddenly flapped its wings, soaring into the sky, platinum flames rolling forth, the terrifying heat forcing Zhang Shouchang and Qian Ruyi to retreat.
The wound on Guh Nishang's neck tore open again, blood spurting out, her face instantly losing all color.
