Zi Hu only felt her body sway unsteadily as if her soul had departed, not knowing towards where it would drift.
Had she died? Truly died? She hadn't even passed the gates of the Netherworld, yet she had died inexplicably... How unwilling she was. However, it might be better; although she couldn't save him, she could at least accompany him in the Netherworld, sharing the suffering, better than letting him endure thousands of years of lonely torment alone.
While lost in thought, suddenly a light appeared before her eyes. She did not react in time, before her body suddenly felt heavy, crashing hard onto the ground and nearly breaking her teeth.
"Not dead, huh..." she muttered, slowly getting up from the ground, feeling drained of all her strength, with a faint pain in her waist – it was Yu Lei's whip that had grazed her. Though the injury wasn't severe, it was enough to immobilize her.
"Ah, who the hell blew out my candle? I'll definitely kill him when I find him..."
