Zhang Wei’s intuition wasn’t entirely wrong. Since Li Yanchu had drawn the ancient Wind Divine Bow, he clearly had a purpose; he was surely planning to shoot at something…0

But Li Yanchu was not aiming at the blood moon in the sky; his target was the woman in the flowing red dress.0

The power of the blood moon was being absorbed by the monstrous ghost with the gaping mouth on its chest, which was why everyone’s internal energy was steadily recovering. 0

From this perspective, what Li Yanchu needed was for that huge ghost to continue devouring the blood moon’s power. And the beautiful woman in the red dress would absolutely not allow the ghost to continue unimpeded.0

Li Yanchu lifted the Wind Divine Bow, hooked his finger...0