The transformed corpse chuckled, its dark energy crackling around its decaying form. "How touching, your loyalty is admirable. But it won't change your fate."
Looking at Wang's sorry state, Min Er's heart raced with a mix of worry and determination. With a deep breath, she straightened her posture, steeling herself for the impending battle. Her eyes flickered with a fierce resolve as she surveyed the unfolding scene.
In one fluid motion, Min Er retrieved a Spirit Talisman from her space ring.
The Talisman was a sight to behold, its surface adorned with delicately etched patterns that seemed to dance and writhe with mystical energy. It glowed with an ethereal radiance, casting a soft, enchanting light that illuminated Min Er's determined face. The intricate designs upon its surface seemed to come alive, depicting swirling symbols and constellations in a breathtaking display of artistry.
