The Ghost Samurai suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a scorching fireball.
The fireball wasn't eye-catching, merely the size of an egg, but its flame was pure gold, like magma, making it hard to imagine just how high the temperature at the center of the fireball could be.
The fireball floated leisurely toward the Sea Monk, and because the Red Lotus Karma Flame temporarily blocked the Sea Monk's vision, and the fireball's size was small, the Sea Monk failed to notice it right away.
Lisa wanted to press her advantage, but she suddenly found that she couldn't move the Demon Blade in her hands, as if it were a steel column nailed in place. The Demon Blade started to move backward, dragging Lisa with it.
Lisa paused for a moment and silently withdrew from the Sea Monk, as if realizing something.