A wailing, mournful tune from a xun flute drifted out of the passageway. It was ethereal and indistinct, making it impossible to pinpoint the player's location.
The Black-haired Corpse Demons, covered in shaggy black fur with blood-red eyes, lunged at Luo Anning relentlessly.
Though their bodies were stiff, their strength was terrifying, and their movements stirred up fierce gusts of wind.
Moreover, their bodies were unnaturally tough, like they were made of steel and iron. They could ignore any injuries and would continue their assault even after being struck.
Luo Anning's gaze was calm. She brandished her longsword, unleashing a drizzle of sword light. Fine raindrops began to fall from the air, striking the Corpse Demons and ringing out with the CLANG CLANG of metal on metal.
The Kan Water Realm!
Relying on the Kan Water Realm she had only recently comprehended, Luo Anning actually managed to hold the Corpse Demons at bay for the time being.
