He Buning chased Qu Tianhe all the way to the eastern side of the mountain village. At a glance, He Buning knew that Qu Tianhe himself was not a Yin Walker and did not have Ghost Level abilities. Previously, he relied on the protection of the Jumping Corpse by his side to survive until today.
At this moment, Qu Tianhe had no Jumping Corpse protection, but he had several yin objects and quite a bit of poison smoke in his hands.
As He Buning resisted the yin objects thrown by Qu Tianhe, he accidentally inhaled a mouthful of poison smoke. Immediately, his internal organs twisted painfully and uncontrollably. Nosebleed flowed from his nose, and where it fell, green sparks ignited.
Chasing all the way to the edge of the cliff, He Buning saw from a distance that Qu Tianhe, without hesitation, leaped directly off a cliff a hundred zhang high.
He Buning ran quickly to the edge; the moonlight spilled over the fiery red maple forest, the maple trees swaying in the wind, rustling.
