The Enchanted Peach Blossom Spirit Realm

Unconcerned about whether Zhan Fengcheng believed her or not, Wanwan took out a Five Thunder Talisman and threw it into the air. With a gentle swipe of her fingertip on the peach wood sword blade, leaving behind a faint red bloodline, she also tossed the sword into the air.

Instantly, a fierce wind swept across the platform, causing Wanwan’s already disheveled hair to become even more wild and untamed. Her voice, though somewhat delicate, carried an unwavering momentum as she loudly shouted, “Let the thunder strike!”

“Strike him!” Wanwan commanded, pointing her little finger towards the resentful spirit struggling to escape the Six Jia Yin-Yang Symbol.

Three Five Thunder Symbols emitted a faint golden light as they flowed, while the airborne peach wood sword pointed towards the resentful spirit.