"Get away! Get away!"
In her sleep, Yue'er swung the whip in her hand. Yet the malevolent entity, emitting that eerie laughter, kept coiling around her again and again. Her heart raced with panic, but her entire body felt utterly powerless. Even as she wielded the Divine Whip, she sensed it held no true force.
"Such a pure celestial spirit body is truly rare, especially one as fresh and tender as this. Heh heh heh... After waiting a thousand years, I never imagined I'd encounter such an invaluable spirit body. Truly, heaven favors me..."
The hollow voice carried a hoarseness that sounded ancient, yet within that rasp lay a hint of sharpness. Coupled with the eerie, chilling laughter, it truly sent shivers down one's spine.
