The female cultivator, having narrowly escaped death, suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with lingering fear and disbelief.
Instinctively, she looked toward the source of the dark light, only to see a young cultivator, dressed in a black robe and with a stern expression, standing quietly not far away.
"Tha... thank you, senior..."
The female cultivator quickly bowed in gratitude, her expression overflowing with thankfulness.
However, before she could finish her words of thanks, her pupils shrank suddenly.
She saw that the black-robed senior had, with an emotionless face, summoned a Bone Banner, black as ink all over.
As soon as the banner appeared, a terrifying aura, far colder, more deathly, and more soul-chilling than the surrounding ghostly Qi, rapidly spread out.
"The... the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?!"
