Chapter 631: Chapter 631: Summon the Yin Spirit, Heed My Command
"What exactly are you?"
"What I am, you’re not worthy to know. If you dare, follow me."
Wen Xiao’ai said this, her figure flashed, and she instantly disappeared from the spot.
The young man reacted swiftly, as Wen Xiao’ai was about to leave, his figure flickered and transformed into a wisp of white smoke, entering her bell and being taken along with her.
Wu Zhihan didn’t think twice and immediately chased after them.
The two moved like the wind, and in a blink, they arrived at a deserted area.
Wen Xiao’ai landed steadily on the ground, her feet barely touched down when she felt a gust of destructive power sweeping towards her from above.
Wen Xiao’ai lightly tapped her toe on the ground, her hands opened like a flying crane, sliding back dozens of meters before tapping the ground again, and then she soared into the sky.
The entire sequence was as smooth as flowing water, pleasing to the eye as if watching those celestial fights in TV shows, just identical.
Wu Zhihan saw his sneak attack fail and struck again.
When Wen Xiao’ai is in a bad mood, she prefers fast and decisive fights, so she dispensed with any dazzling moves and directly engaged in combat with Wu Zhihan.
Don’t underestimate her for being small in build, she fights with fierce intensity, eager to kill her opponent with one blow for convenience.
Cats are naturally agile, and Wen Xiao’ai’s movement skills are famous within the Cat Demon Clan, often knocking down opponents before they have a chance to react.
At this moment, Wu Zhihan could only touch the hem of Wen Xiao’ai’s clothes several times and was no match for her in speed.
If Wen Xiao’ai hadn’t chosen to counter directly, Wu Zhihan would indeed have a hard time engaging with her.
The two went from fighting in mid-air to ground level and then into some nearby unfinished buildings, which collapsed innocently under their attack. Then, they returned to mid-air.
The young man watched the battle in mid-air, unable to help at all and growing anxious on the sidelines.
After hundreds of moves, Wen Xiao’ai frowned, harboring some doubts and confusion.
Why is Wu Zhihan getting stronger as the fight goes on, taking so many attacks from her yet acting like it’s no big deal?
Could it be that the resentment is so strong, that’s why his mana is powerful?
Even so, he shouldn’t be completely unaffected.
If this continues, she will eventually be exhausted and defeated.
Need to think of another way.
Wen Xiao’ai hasn’t had much direct confrontation with the Netherworld, and at this moment, she truly couldn’t think of a way to deal with Wu Zhihan.
After striking Wu Zhihan back dozens of meters, she retreated dozens of meters herself. Using this gap, Wen Xiao’ai steeled her heart, bit her fingertip, quickly drawing a Blood Talisman in the air.
Her little mouth muttered incantations.
"With blood as a guide, with the aura of death as foundation, all ghosts submit, under my command."
"All spirits of darkness, heed my call, rise."
With Wen Xiao’ai’s assertive final note, the atmosphere in this area instantly became chilling.
A dozen shadowy figures rose from the ground, slowly floated towards mid-air, and finally stopped behind Wen Xiao’ai, each with their head hanging low, their long hair draping down.
Awaiting her command.
Wu Zhihan, who was ready to attack again, saw that Wen Xiao’ai could actually use Ghost Controlling Technique and was even more curious about her identity.
The young man standing on the ground looked at the dozen ghosts appearing behind Wen Xiao’ai, shocked and surprised.
Sister isn’t she a demon? How can she know Ghost Mastery?
With Wen Xiao’ai’s command, the dozen ghost soldiers summoned uniformly launched an attack on Wu Zhihan.