Above her head, red glows and black lights intertwined ceaselessly, bursting out with such dazzling brightness that it pained one's eyes, compelling people not to stare directly. Only Pu Yanlan kept her gaze fixated on the space above without blinking, aware that the red light belonged to her master,
"Master has made her move!"
Elder He, being at the Mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, was single-handedly fighting against the four ghost kings. The fight was in a deadlock, with both sides equally matched and the battle fierce. Yanlan watched without blinking, and the Small Silver Sword in her hand creaked, signaling her tight grip. It was only now, witnessing a true great battle, that she realized how her past hard work and diligence were nothing against a powerful enemy. Had she known this day would come, she should have worked doubly hard from the beginning!
