"Such a great Yang Lezhi, how am I supposed to get out of this jungle?"
"But fortunately, the Ning Beast Race's army hasn't returned yet, so it's safe for now. With my Little Prince luck, I'm sure I can get out."
Finally!
The alien was dead but hadn't fallen, still maintaining a running stance.
Yang Lezhi fiercely chopped off the alien's hand before he could barely break free.
The alien's determination was terrifying too.
Even when dead, its grip was like an iron clamp, damn it!
"Eh, is that... Xu Baiyan?"
Yang Lezhi turned back in the opposite direction.
But after just a few steps, he was scared out of his wits, feeling like he had seen a ghost.
Under a large tree, he saw Xu Baiyan's face, turning a bluish-purple color.
She sat cross-legged, eyes closed, operating her qi ring.
It's strange.
Xu Baiyan's qi ring was also purple, indescribably eerie.
"Xu Baiyan, it's me, Yang Lezhi. Are you secretly practicing some demonic art?"
