The Bat Shadow shattered, yet a vast number of them crazily surged forward.
After just a few exchanges, Xin Lin found her fists outnumbered by the staggering amount of Bat Shadows.
"Fire God Fist."
A fiery light enveloped Xin Lin's fists.
Fused with the Fire Spirit, the Ghost God Ring on her fist unleashed a punch that ignited the sky with blazing light.
With a loud boom, the Bat Shadows inside the small wooden house almost entirely vanished in an instant.
"Hehehe, little ghost, you do have some skills, but in the end, you're just a minor Spiritual Practitioner, not even a Spirit Master. Your Spiritual Energy is almost depleted; might as well give up and die like a good girl and hand over the Fu Tian Pill!"
The Bat Shadow sneered.
It was not foolish; though it had never seen a Fu Tian Pill before, it had heard that the more powerful a Spiritual Treasure, the more spirited it is.
