Old Ms Bai Goes Berserk

Old Ms. Bai staggered backward, her usually composed demeanor shattered as the wraith-like Yin Soul of the Green Thunder Lord surged toward her with a haunting, crackling sound.

The air around her seemed to freeze, the oppressive energy of the Yin Soul pressing down like a suffocating weight.

Her stern expression twisted into one of sheer terror, her hands trembling as she attempted to summon her qi for defense. But the shock of the wraith's sudden approach left her mind paralyzed, her instincts failing her in the face of such overwhelming malevolence.

"No!" Hu Yitian shouted, his voice hoarse and strained, pushing himself forward despite his drained state.

His body ached with every movement, his qi reserves nearly depleted, but he couldn't stand by and watch. "Not her!"