「Above the Ruins of Anhe City」
That withered hand slowly closed.
To Mr. Youquan, the female cultivator before him was deeply entrenched in the demonic path. However, she hadn't even broken through to the Core Formation Stage. 'Since she won't yield to a softer approach,' he thought, 'I'll just crush her bones and drag her back for some slow, proper training.'
However, just as the palm was about to touch the corner of Su Ling'er's robes—
SWISH!
Su Ling'er's body shot back at an incredibly bizarre angle, instantly slipping out of his grasp!
Hm?
Surprise flickered in the ghost-fire-burning eyes of Mr. Youquan (in his possessed state).
'Did she just... dodge? How could she escape the spiritual pressure I focused solely on her?'
...
Under this terrifying pressure, Su Ling'er's mind remained clear—clearer than ever, in fact.
But her body was completely immobilized. She couldn't even move a single pinky finger.
She watched the withered hand blot out all the light.
