Chapter 592: Deterrence

Chapter Five Hundred Ninety-Two

Long Xiaoshan was about to make his move to finish off the Respected Master Maoqin.

Suddenly, Lan Wan'er drew out a white bone flute, the very witch instrument he had acquired in Death God Valley.

Lan Wan'er placed the flute to her lips and began to play.

A deep, somber flute sound arose.

Upon hearing the flute sound, Respected Master Maoqin's face twisted up, and he held his head, crying out in agony, "Ah, ah, no, stop playing."

The large black snake of dark energy that had rushed towards Lan Wan'er instantly shattered, dissipating into wisps of black smoke.

Lan Wan'er certainly wasn't going to heed Respected Master Maoqin's cries.