The moment Chi Shuyan walked in unhurriedly, her fair face was exposed under the light.

Father Feng and Feng Yanli both stared incredulously, bewildered and flabbergasted.

“What’s going on?” Father Feng frowned and looked at Feng Yanli. If the sucker they were borrowing luck from this time was a Warlock, that was bad.

Stunned, Feng Yanli snapped back to her senses and calmed down. “Dad, don’t worry. I know her too well. She’s a hopeless case; even if she really got lucky and became some Celestial Master, she’s a half-baked one. How can she compare with Master Yan?”

Even the black-robed Warlock on the side had been a little astonished, but when he heard Feng Yanli’s words, he was relieved. What was so scary about a teenage girl?

“Tsk, tsk, this is a misunderstanding.” The black-robed Warlock was dressed in a strange outfit and only his turbid eyes were exposed. His whole body was shrouded in a layer of shadow, and his voice was hoarse like a cold snake flicking out its tongue as he said with a show of friendliness, “I was also entrusted with this as a loyal person. If I had known you were a Daoist, I would never have taken action.”

The black-robed Warlock’s cloudy eyes glowed as he looked at Chi Shuyan. When he was half a meter away from her, he suddenly drew out a knife with his right hand, which was hidden under his black robe, and hacked viciously at Chi Shuyan.

Chi Shuyan was already prepared, and dodged nimbly.

“You have dense yin energy on you. This knife, in particular, reeks of blood. It seems that you’ve killed many women. I was afraid of damaging my cultivation, but it seems that killing you will simply be a merit,” Chi Shuyan said.

The black-robed Warlock saw Chi Shuyan dodge his blade, and when he heard her words, he was surprised and sneered. “You have pretty good talent and some tricks. It’s a pity that you’re too arrogant. Your talent is wasted.”

“Is that so?” Chi Shuyan smiled coldly and swiftly dodged as she clashed with him. Her figure was agile and she sent out a stream of white flames with one hand.

Compared with Chi Shuyan’s agility, the black-robed Warlock was obviously slower and couldn’t dodge in time. Several times, if he hadn’t been wearing a special magic robe, he would have been burned clean through, but he was also battered and exhausted by the flames.

“B*stard!” The black-robed Warlock stared viciously and strangely at Chi Shuyan. He had really underestimated this junior. Flustered, he circulated all the spiritual energy in his body and concentrated it on the blade. He hacked viciously at Chi Shuyan again and again, so fast that only a shadow could be seen.

“You can’t hit me.” Chi Shuyan dodged the attacks effortlessly as she taunted him.

On the side, Father Feng and Feng Yanli turned pale with fright when they saw that the black-robed Warlock was at a disadvantage.

“Dad, Master should be able to handle it. We better go first so that we don’t get hurt.” Feng Yanli swallowed her saliva and panicked.

Father Feng also nodded hurriedly. While the black-robed Warlock and Chi Shuyan were grappling with each other, the two bent down and stuck to the wall as they snuck toward the door, and were just about to step out.

“Okay, time to end this!” Chi Shuyan’s face hardened, and with a wave of one hand, three flags shot out, hitting the black-robed Warlock in the abdomen. The black-robed Warlock was immediately sent flying to Father Feng and Feng Yanli’s feet as they were fleeing with their tails between their legs. He spat out a mouthful of blood and the knife in his hand clattered to the floor.

The hearts of the two tightened, and they didn’t even have the courage to turn around and look. Bewildered, they desperately tried to run out, but who knew that no matter what they did, they couldn’t get out, as if there was a transparent wall blocking them. They were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

Chi Shuyan looked at their funny moves and smiled extraordinarily brightly. She had cast a forbidden spell on this room, so it was no wonder that they couldn’t get out.

Chi Shuyan didn’t even look at the two as she decided to finish off this strange Warlock first. With a wave of her hand, the knife on the ground flew into her palm. She brought her hand down and directly cut the black-robed Warlock’s head off. Blood sprayed out in a large fountain and splashed all over the two people trying to escape. The black head wrapped in the black robe rolled several times on the floor before stopping directly at Father Feng and Feng Yanli’s feet.

“AHHH! Help!” Feng Yanli’s eyes popped out in terror at this savage scene. She couldn’t help shrieking and almost wet her pants as her legs went soft.

Father Feng, who was on the side, wasn’t any better. He was so scared that his face had drained of all color and his body shook like a leaf in the cold wind. The two didn’t even have the courage to turn around. They used whatever remaining strength they had to smash desperately against the door, and with a bang, they rebounded because of the forbidden spell.