The launched spear was now affected by a terrifying supernatural power, flying towards the depths of the castle, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared from sight.
Clearly, Yang Jian's wish had taken effect; from now on, the supernatural spear would not stop until it pierced the Manor Lord.
"Previously, when activating the medium and using the Firewood Knife, I should have scored a hit on him, but the results suggest otherwise. This Manor Lord hasn't chosen to appear, testing my trump cards while stalling. He waits for additional support to arrive, avoiding a life-and-death struggle with me."
Yang Jian's ghostly eyes rotated, fixated on the direction where the spear vanished, then followed without hesitation.
The attack post-wish was merely the first step. The second step was to use this wish to locate the opponent, gaining another opportunity to strike.
In a dim corner of the castle, this was a place where the Ghost Flame could not reach.
