"A Chrysanthemum's Tavern," a chilling, haunting presence swiftly attacked from behind.
With a clang, the sharp essence of a drawn sword cleaved through the air.
Without any hesitation, Qian snatched her sword from its sheath and slashed horizontally, turning to face her attacker.
The demon blade Zong Zheng's keen edge glided through the air, easily severing six "human heads" to the ground.
However, there was no scene of blood spraying wildly.
Becauese what stood before her were not humans, but "ghosts."
At the severed necks, there was no sign of crimson but rather black spiritual bodies emerged, their forms grotesquely swelling and rapidly expanding into strangely shaped, translucent ghostly monsters. The six monsters increased in size, soon merging into one gigantic creature that filled the entire tavern, devouring the tables and chairs and rapidly dissolving them within its body.
Su Lun's gaze sharpened as he recognized this famous monster of the Mountain Hermit.
