Jiang Beiyu not only didn't let go, but held on even tighter.
"Quick, don't mind me, I've got him," Jiang Beiyu said.
Su Nanzhi watched his complexion turn white in an instant, but she persisted in the standoff with the figure opposite them.
She gritted her teeth and struck the last two notes directly.
"Soul Restoration," Su Nanzhi whispered.
In a flash, the man who was originally clutching the long whip on the other side fell down without warning.
The long whip hit the ground, and at the moment of release, Jiang Beiyu also collapsed.
The fire on Su Nanzhi's body simultaneously surrounded Jiang Beiyu, guarding against the evil spirit emerging from that body.
The evil spirit left Xu Zhen's body, and its next target was clearly Jiang Beiyu's body.
It just so happened that this was when he was at his weakest.
Su Nanzhi knew the fragment of the Soul Restoration Melody she had just played was not enough to force the adversary out.
