In the dim and cold Yin Yang Gap,
one after another, black peach pits, hard as iron, exploded in succession, rooting and sprouting like lightning.
The explosive growth rate of the countless peach trees was so fast that they even made a harsh hissing like a cluster of snakes as they pierced the air.
The ground shook, and the sky swayed.
Under the drive of Lady Peach Fairy's "Divine Skills · Peach God's Fold of Three Thousand Miles",
a sea wave-like Ghost Peach Forest stretched out countless iron-hard ghost claws and fiercely snatched at the Fanglin Master, whose cloak was torn to reveal her true form.
Dressed in a cool, colorful skirt, with six arms and eight eyes, glamorous and demonic, she maneuvered a red Escape Light as she darted nimbly through the woods.
She shot out threads from her fingertips as if they were strings of a long zither stretching across the sky.
Clang! Clang! Clang!...
