The little fox may be small, but its presence is certainly not.
It spews arrogant words.
Just as Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue moved a step, they heard a thunderous boom.
In the night sky, two bolts of lightning struck the ground precisely in front of them.
Instantly, dust flew up, and both were taken aback.
What a powerful Spirit Art.
Xin Lin, having learned several Spirit Arts, now had some discernment regarding them.
This Spirit Art wasn't among the Five Elements, and it was at least as strong as her Mist of Enchantment.
Thinking about it, it might be an Earth Rank Spirit Art.
Xin Lin made a gesture, signaling Murong Ziyue not to act rashly.
"Female ghost, I have no grudge against you. Why make things difficult for me?"
Who would have thought the female ghost took a look at Xin Lin and suddenly said,
"Who are you?"
She heard the commotion and rushed over to capture Xin Lin, but looking around, there was no sign of Xin Lin.
