"Commandery Princess——" Xing Yu bellowed, lunging at the shadowy figure descending rapidly, leaving Zheng Haoyuan petrified until Xing Yu harshly pushed Zheng Nianru towards him, causing her to fall onto his body.
"Ah——" Still, Zheng Nianru's arm was gashed open by the shadow, the searing pain transmitting to all her senses instantaneously. The unbearable pain turned into a mournful cry that echoed out.
"Nian Ru——" Nanmen Yu's expression changed as he leapt forward, and several Nanmen Death Soldiers skillfully bypassed him. A black net quickly opened in the air, and by the time they surged forward, the net had already been cast over the shadow.
"Cackling——" Immediately, the shadow abandoned its target on the ground, struggling to flee. However, delicate as the black net appeared, it was incredibly sturdy. Moreover, the net was coated with a unique concoction; once the shadow touched the black net, its skin seared as if burned.
