After falling into what Ye Yuqiao called a "Mud Spirit," Chen Hao tightly grasped her hand, hoping to use Qinggong to carry both of them out of the mire, but the more he struggled, the faster they sank.
"Don't panic!" Ye Yuqiao said, looking at Chen Hao.
Chen Hao nodded. With his undying body, he naturally wasn't worried about himself; his concern was for Ye Yuqiao.
"Use Nether Light to kill this Mud Spirit!" Ye Yuqiao said, her eyes flashing.
"Right!" Chen Hao said, somewhat surprised. As soon as he spoke, a purple-black ray of Nether Light burst forth from inside him, shining directly on the mire that had already reached his waist.