Sun Hang took two steps back, and the mycelium slowly crept toward the spectral wraith along the ground.
He was unsure of the spectral wraith's combat abilities. If a fight broke out at this moment, failing to swiftly finish it off would easily attract those NPCs designed for the trial—without the ability to kill them, Sun Hang couldn't ensure he would escape unscathed from an attack by a group of Hunters.
The spectral wraith staggered forward another step, its movements reminiscent of a candle flickering in the wind, as if it might fall apart even without any interference... But in the next second, this flickering candle suddenly burst into fierce flame!
The speed of the spectral wraith abruptly increased, its form no longer wobbling. In the blink of an eye, it was upon Sun Hang, its five sharp-clawed fingers striking toward his face at a tricky angle!
