Yang Ye turned to look, and he saw a woman there.

She wore a white mourning dress and had a memorial tablet in her hands. There were only two words on the tablet—late husband.

She just gazed calmly at him, but Yang Ye felt a chill run down his spine!

However, Yang Ye remained very calm. He’d experienced many things in life, so while this situation was very dangerous, it wasn’t enough to make him panic.

Yang Ye steadied himself, glanced at her, and then walked forward slowly.

The Sword Precursor was in his grasp.

A blood red sword!

Suddenly, she appeared in front of Yang Ye. She was very close to him, less than 2 meters away.

Yang Ye could see her even more clearly now.

She was quite beautiful, but her face was pale, and she emanated a ghastly aura. To be a little blunt, she didn’t seem normal at all!

Yang Ye hesitated for a moment and asked, “Senior, do you need something?”

She took a step forward and looked Yang Ye in the eyes, “Can you get something for me outside this forest?”

Outside the ...