Han Li felt her entire body stiffen, unable to move, as the ghostly hands strangled her neck tighter and tighter.
The next moment, the small bottle in her arms emitted a green light, enveloping her and fiercely repelling the ghostly figure behind her.
Han Li, enduring the pain in her throat, quickly turned around and slid a yellow talisman from her sleeve, pinching it in her hand.
The ghostly figure swiftly retreated, and Han Li pursued closely, tossing the yellow talisman forward and thrusting her longsword.
The longsword pierced through the yellow talisman and struck the ghostly figure, pinning the talisman to it.
The ghostly figure let out a faint scream and struggled violently, but the talisman pinned to it started burning without fire, incinerating both itself and the ghostly figure into ashes.
