The night is dark, the moonlight obscured by black clouds, and the stars hidden beneath thick layers of clouds.
The trees on both sides sway in the wind, making a menacing hissing sound. A mysterious beast's howl echoes from afar, sending a slight shiver down the spine.
Ji Lingruo looked in disbelief at Fairy Wangshu, who had returned unexpectedly, her lips quivering yet speechless, instead coughing out several mouthfuls of fresh blood.
"Why did Fairy Wangshu come back?"
Cailing's flirtatious eyes seemed somewhat surprised.
"Give her to me."
Fairy Wangshu's blue eyes stared coldly at Cailing, her tone brooking no refusal.
Upon hearing this, Cailing's lips curved slightly, as her jade-like hand gently lifted, conjuring a sinister flying fish, which carried the incapacitated Ji Lingruo on its back, stopping beside her.
This freed her hands, hinting that a fierce battle was inevitable.
