Almost one strike for each!
Even though Lu Shiran was only at the Postnatal Realm, those Ghost Race members with Postnatal Perfection could not withstand her strike.
Beneath that palm imprint, it was as if all the internal organs and bones were shattered.
Extremely terrifying.
"Human girl, your strength is impressive, but this is where it ends for you."
At that moment, a Ghost Race strongman draped in a cloak was gazing fixedly at Lu Shiran from the steps above.
His gaze carried a sense of oppression, and the surrounding Ghost Race members were also very wary of him. The surging Ghost Qi around him swept over with an intimidating force!
A Ghost Race at Postnatal Great Perfection!
Lu Shiran looked up calmly at the Ghost Race member with Postnatal Great Perfection, showing no fear in her eyes.
Or rather, fear was not an emotion found in Lu Shiran's dictionary.
"Come on then."
