Ye Wuhun's ghostly claw that reached for Gong Simeng's throat was suddenly jolted by an invisible but immense Sword Qi at the last moment, causing him to uncontrollably stagger back three steps. His claw tip grazed a large, sturdy tree beside him, instantly carving five bone-deep horrific marks with wood shavings scattered in the air. Blood Rose from the Blood Shadow Assassin Hall, like a vampire bat in the dark night, rapidly slid across the ground.

The black tight outfit she wore was embroidered with mandala flowers of a dark red like congealed blood. Each fold seemed to be a hidden trap full of murderous intentions, containing highly toxic flying needles within.

The short blade in her hand whirled through the air, emitting a sharp, piercing "whistle" sound.

Suddenly, her wrist flicked, and thirteen blood-red chains shot out from her sleeve with bronze skulls the size of a baby's arm at their ends. The eyes of the skulls flashed with an eerie light, like demons from Hell.

"Careful!" Lin Wanqing exclaimed, instinctively placing her sword horizontally in front of Gong Simeng.

The ghastly bronze skull skimmed past her hem, and with a "crack" sound, a large charred hole was corroded into it instantly.

A pungent corrosive odor permeated the air.

Lin Wanqing's gaze, however, remained firmly fixed on Little Yu Yan in Gong Simeng's arms. Little Yu Yan's sleeping face, under the blood-red moonlight, shone with a pearl-like soft and pure brilliance, starkly contrasting with the surrounding eerie horror.

"Sister Lin, be careful..." Gong Simeng's voice was trembling and tearful, with cold sweat soaking her back. Her body quivered slightly, filled with fear and helplessness, but the child in her arms added a trace of determination to her gaze. Even if her own safety was uncertain, she was resolved to protect the child, this intertwining of helplessness and resoluteness continuously woven into her heart.

Ye Wuhun seized the moment, chanting under his breath, activating "Nether Ghost Mist."

In an instant, dark green toxic gas surged forth like violent waves, spreading from around him.

Amidst the poison gas, countless pale ghostly faces faintly emerged, brandishing claws and teeth, emitting a chilling screech.

Lin Wanqing's expression turned grave, her left hand swiftly formed a seal, performing a move of "Jade Purity World Technique," while her right hand wielded the sword in a "Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers" move.

Her sword danced rapidly, and sword blossoms flew, resembling white flowers blooming in the dark night, shredding the dark green ghost mist into countless pieces. For a moment, the air was filled with the "sizzle" of dispersing poison.

In the fierce battle, Lin Wanqing's hairpin accidentally snapped, and inky black hair instantly cascaded over her shoulders.

Under the moonlight, it reflected a cold and murderous sword intent, each strand became an invisible sharp weapon.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Blood Rose abruptly flung out a Bronze Skull Bell from her waist, "ding-ling——" the sharp, prolonged ring seemed to originate from the Nine Netherworld, carrying an eerie power that could penetrate the soul.

Little Yu Yan in Gong Simeng's arms was startled awake by this bell sound, immediately crying out in terror.

Lin Wanqing's pupils contracted sharply, knowing well the formidable power of the Soul-Attracting Bell, specialized in breaking infants' three souls and seven spirits.

At the moment the bell sounded, she unhesitatingly spun around, using her back to shield Gong Simeng.

At the same time, the Longevity Sword in her hand swiftly drew a cross defense before her chest.

"Puff!" Seven poisoned needles almost simultaneously pierced her right shoulder. Lin Wanqing grunted, suppressing the intense pain, and flicked back three copper coin darts.

The copper coin darts streaked through the night sky like meteors, striking Blood Rose's veil.

Blood Rose let out a bizarre shriek, her veil shattered, revealing half a face covered in centipedes.

Terror-stricken, she seized the chaos to slip into the shadows of the darkness.

Weak from her injuries, Lin Wanqing slowly knelt in a pool of blood, the sword's tip deeply embedded in the ground, supporting her precarious body. Her right shoulder was swollen and purple, with fresh blood continuously oozing out, dyeing the surrounding grass red.

Even so, her body remained in the protective posture over Gong Simeng, unwavering.

Gong Simeng's eyes brimmed with tears, her hands trembled as she tore off a piece of her skirt to bandage Lin Wanqing's wound, feeding her "Lesser Returning Pill," "Great Returning Pill," "Soul Gathering Pill," "Heart-Protecting Pill," and other elixirs.

Having become Madam Shi, she naturally possessed all sorts of miraculous elixirs taken by Shi Feiyang from the Divine Dragon Pagoda.

Lin Wanqing looked at Gong Simeng, revealing a pale yet gentle smile, with a hint of relief in it.

Ye Wuhun and Blood Rose, like two relentless ghosts, once more launched themselves like phantoms.

At the perilous moment, a thunderous roar of a tiger echoed from the woods, like a thunderclap from the ground.

A majestic White Tiger burst out of the woods like lightning.

Its fur gleamed with an oily shine under the moonlight, shimmering silver, its muscles taut, exuding a sense of power.

Its tiger eyes radiated ferocity and loyalty.

The White Tiger roared to the sky, lunging fiercely at Ye Wuhun, its powerful limbs stirred dust with every step.

As it neared Ye Wuhun, it leaped high, its sharp claws gleaming like four cold blades, viciously clawing at Ye Wuhun's chest. Seeing the tiger's blade-like claws coming at him, Ye Wuhun's face turned paper-white with terror, his eyes widened in horror, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. He trembled from head to toe, instinctively sidestepping, his movements frantic as a startled bird.

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