Without delay, the group split up and sprang into action.
Lin Ning took the lead, charging into the palace. Should there be any ghostly creatures hidden within, she would be the first to dispatch her Flying Sword to subdue the enemy.
Yan Yu, on the other hand, dashed towards the center of the square... Before he could get close, the Bull-headed Ghost suddenly sprung to life, swinging its massive mace.
A sweeping strike.
A simple horizontal sweep, yet it seemed to unleash a storm on the flat ground.
Yan Yu retreated swiftly, dodging the attack. It was clear that he was not hit by the mace, but the tiny shattered stones that flew past grazed his cheek, leaving several gashes.
Chen Lingyun followed Lin Ning towards the palace, and catching a glimpse of the formidable presence in the Bull-headed Ghost's every move out of the corner of her eye, she immediately came to a conclusion:
It couldn't be overpowered.
