Ming He had anticipated this situation.
As a highly regarded disciple from a prestigious lineage, she was well aware that the foul stench of corpses could render spiritual energy ineffective. Even if she might not be able to prevail, she still did not retreat.
Only she could stop such a formidable corpse in this area; neither Han Men, Qin Yi, nor her own master could handle it. If she faltered, the land within a hundred miles would become a wasteland.
Perhaps it didn't concern her at all. As someone who had transcended worldly matters, she could simply leave, just like how she watched the battle between Nan Li and Xi Huang, with deaths and injuries everywhere that had nothing to do with her.
But Ming He understood that this was different!
The distinction between transcendence and selfishness was subtle. It was hard to describe, and lay only in one's heart.
This was the source of the divide between righteousness and evil.
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Since the formation was no longer effective, Ming He immediately gathered her formation flags, summoning her divine sword to automatically clash with the ancient corpse, while she slowly retreated towards the corridor.