Spirit Conduit's Soul

Splatter!

A beam of light pierced through Xing Ye's body, entering from behind, sending a chill through him. His body tilted and fell, his eyes filled with shock. Although he had been perceiving his surroundings and alert to potential threats, he never expected a Spirit Conduit to strike.

In the moment of falling, he covered the wound, and his body rolled away into the distance. A cold voice came from behind, "Not dead yet. Your reactions are quite fast!"

Rolling over more than ten zhang away, Xing Ye looked back in horror.

It was Qiu Qin.

She had been there all along.

Just because she was a woman, Xing Ye hadn't paid much attention to her, but he had remained vigilant. As long as she approached, he could sense it. However, he never expected her to be a Spirit Conduit, directly using the methods of a Spirit Conduit. He had been careless.

"You're a Spirit Conduit?!"