The hazy moonlight spilled over the dim forest.
In the distance, the hotel flickered with scattered lights.
A white silhouette drifted ahead, vague and ethereal, seemingly without form or substance. Neither trees nor boulders could hinder its passage.
Fast.
Faster.
It seemed to sense a life-or-death crisis as well—if Tanya Li caught it, it would surely perish.
A martial artist's inner strength could inflict real harm upon a Specter; seven or eight moves would be enough to kill it outright.
Tanya Li and Andrew Han followed closely behind.
Her black trench coat fluttered wildly, accentuating Tanya Li's sprint; with just two or three strides, she covered more than twenty meters, far beyond what ordinary people could comprehend.
What surprised her was that Andrew Han could actually keep up.
No wonder he was Miles Ning's disciple—maintaining such speed at Second Rank was impressive... Tanya Li felt a trace of admiration, then refocused on the approaching white silhouette.
"Don't even think about running!"
Murderous intent flickered in her eyes.
"That white silhouette ahead is a Specter!" Andrew Han's heart surged with emotion, but soon only calm and composure remained as he followed behind Tanya Li.
His first encounter with the Martial Arts World, his first confrontation with demons and Specters—this was the moment!
Thirty meters.
Ten meters.
With Tanya Li's relentless sprint, they finally closed in on the Specter.
"Hisssss!"
The ghastly white shadow let out a strange screech, suddenly turning to reveal a pair of chilling, pale eyes—almost a wicked grin—before retreating into the forest.
"Courting death!"
Tanya Li's eyes widened, her anger growing even fiercer.
A mere Specter dared to provoke her. She channeled her inner strength into her legs and instantly charged into the forest. The white silhouette rushed to meet her; she drew back her left fist at her waist and launched it forward!
Boom!
A deep, thunderous sound echoed all around.
The white silhouette let out a shrill scream, frantically retreating more than ten meters. Clearly, Tanya Li's martial artist inner strength had wounded it.
Having injured her enemy with a single move, Tanya Li did not advance further but instead stopped where she was.
Rip.
Andrew Han broke through the forest, arriving at a circular clearing about thirty meters in diameter, surrounded by trees with damp, muddy ground beneath his feet.
"What happened?" He was about to ask when, suddenly, his eyes twitched.
Directly ahead floated a white silhouette, as if draped in white robes, indistinct except for a pair of chilling, pale eyes—at last, he faced a demon and Specter head-on!
This white silhouette was a Specter!
But what made Andrew Han's expression grow serious was that another white silhouette floated to the left front.
Two of them!
There were two Specters here!
Tanya Li caught her breath, shaking her wrist until it cracked. "Leave this place at once and watch out for yourself. With two Specters, I have to go all out."
"Can you handle it?" Andrew Han narrowed his eyes.
"Just two—at worst, it'll take some time. It's not really a problem." Tanya Li replied calmly, stepping forward with her toes touching the muddy ground, ready to unleash her inner strength.
Just then—hiss!
From the forest to Andrew Han's right came a hissing sound; a third white silhouette suddenly burst from the darkness, exposed under the moonlight, grinning wickedly as it lunged toward Andrew Han.