"Yes! That's it! You can do it!"
However, Wang Zhifan, who was enduring such an attack, was not alarmed but instead delighted. He narrowly avoided Mo Ji's sudden assault, choosing not to cut her down with swift action but instead paused his own attack rhythm, allowing Mo Ji the opportunity to deal with him.
Such behavior, although Mo Ji couldn't fully understand it, quickly led her to believe he might be some kind of masochist or thrill-seeker, thus she fully unleashed her Demon Skill to create an opportunity to escape.
Continuing to attack Wang Zhifan seemed only a last resort to her, because she was acutely aware that he possessed a mysterious method to freeze her, and dragging it out would grant her no victory whatsoever.
"Ghostly Aura!"
Suddenly, she spat out an ominous mist that swiftly enveloped the room like smoke, completely obscuring the light that leaked in from the narrow skylight.
"Ghostly Shadows!"
