I focused my gaze, but then I heard a woman's cold laughter behind me: "That hand is something that grew out by drawing on her lifespan."

"If you want to save her, it's not difficult. As long as you go up and hold that hand, it will only draw on your lifespan and won't bother with the girl."

"However, I think it would be easier for you to kill her."

While she was speaking, I suddenly turned sideways and stood between the two of them.

On the left was Jiang Jiuyuan, with a hand growing out of her body, and on the right was the four-eyed woman.

My gaze shifted back and forth between the two of them several times before I simultaneously drew out my scimitars and slashed horizontally towards the woman. Two circular blades of light, one black and one white, swept towards the door with the howling of evil spirits.

My feet also moved in several directions as I moved closer to Jiang Jiuyuan, and I drew my dagger again with my right hand.

As the cold light of the dagger flashed before Jiang Jiuyuan's eyes, she not only closed her eyes but even subconsciously raised her neck, offering her throat to my blade.

The moment my blade slid along Jiang Jiuyuan's neck towards her shoulder, my free left hand gripped the strange hand.

I had originally wanted a quick victory, but I didn't expect that the moment my fingers intertwined with the strange hand, I felt as if I was being sucked in by it, and something seemed to be gushing out of my body.

An unprecedented weakness arose within me!

While I still hadn't reached the point of being unable to stand, I swept my blade across Jiang Jiuyuan's shoulder, forcibly severing the strange hand from her shoulder and throwing it away.

After retracting my blade, I could barely stand. I didn't even have the strength to catch the two returning scimitars, and I watched helplessly as Daybreak and Midnight flew past me and landed on the ground.

As Jiang Jiuyuan reached out to support me, I bumped her with my shoulder, pushing her towards the window and whispering, "Go first!"

I ignored Jiang Jiuyuan's reaction and turned back to face the door.

I don't know why, but after turning around, I broke free from my brief weakness. I stretched out both hands simultaneously, and as true qi surged from my palms, the two scimitars instantly left the ground and landed in my hands.

"Using qi to guide the blades?" The woman on the opposite side covered her mouth and laughed, "You did that on purpose to test how much of your combat strength you have left, right?"

"I can tell you that you still have the ability to fight me with all your strength because your lifespan hasn't been consumed much."

"But the next time, and the next time, or the time after that, when we meet again, I will try my best to take away your lifespan bit by bit. At that time, you will clearly feel that your physical fitness is getting worse and worse. That is a sign of aging."

I couldn't help but frown slightly.

What she was drawing on wasn't just my lifespan!

Lifespan for a Yang Jian Jie Ming Ren is just a standard for measuring life and death. If we have more lifespan, we won't become younger. If we have less lifespan, we won't age prematurely.

But, according to what the woman said, she can make me age rapidly while taking away my lifespan?

Is this the power of gods and spirits?

I calmly said, "Who are you?"

The woman laughed, "Didn't you come here to find me? Why do you still ask who I am?"

"You can take your time finding me! I'm not in a hurry!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman retreated outwards. I wanted to chase after her, but it was already too late. I could only watch her disappear before my eyes.

This is the difference between gods and spirits, and ghosts!

Ghosts can't run away from me. With my speed, I can chase after fierce ghosts. Even if I'm a little slower, I still have the Soul-Chasing Rope in my hand, which I can use to drag them back before me.

If a god or spirit doesn't want to clash with me head-on, ten meters is my limit. Beyond that distance, I can forget about catching up with them. Moreover, the Soul-Chasing Rope can't hold a god or spirit.

The opponents I've encountered in the past usually didn't take warlocks seriously and attacked head-on, which gave me a chance to fight with them.

But the opponent I've encountered this time is different. She has the ferocity of a god or spirit, but not the arrogance. She leaves as soon as she wants, without giving me any chance.

After the god or spirit disappeared, my heart sank.

She knew I was coming long ago and had set up an ambush to wait for me.

What about Ye Yang?

What about Lin Zhao?

There are also traps on their side!

I said urgently, "Jiang Jiuyuan, come with me. Contact Ye Yang and Lin Zhao and tell them to be careful!"

After Jiang Jiuyuan followed me out of the abandoned building, she said in a trembling voice, "They've all lost contact. I can't find them!"

My heart sank. I didn't care about being shocking and unconventional. I leaped towards the wall in a few steps, mustered my inner strength, and roared loudly, "Ye Yang, Lin Zhao, beware of ambushes!"

What I didn't expect was that my voice was not only reflected back by some force but also amplified several times, echoing in my ears like rolling thunder, "Be careful... be careful... be careful..."

I swayed several times on the wall, covering my ears, before I managed to steady myself.

After I finally stabilized my body, I said in a deep voice, "Jiang Jiuyuan, you are no longer a member of our Liangjie Tang. Your life and death have nothing to do with me. Leave immediately!"