His mind growing increasingly muddled, Yang Xiao seemed to return to the Jile Palace once again. The music started up, the Dancing Girl coming forward, stepping through the water, her feet reflecting the crescent moon in the accumulated water.
The Venerable Jile, worried about Yang Xiao's counterattack before collapsing, was not in a hurry to attack. Thus, the two sides simply exhausted each other.
Suddenly, Yang Xiao struggled to lift his arm, and the next second, a lantern appeared in his hand. As the lantern's eerie green light spread, a twisted female corpse appeared behind Yang Xiao. The woman lay on his back, her head resting on Yang Xiao's left shoulder, her long hair spread out, covering her face, the blurry face whispering incessantly into his ear as if pouring something into Yang Xiao.
However, as the green light shot out, the woman, like a rat seeing a cat, pulled back her neck, only daring to curl up behind Yang Xiao, not daring to show her face again.