Chapter 1237

"Were you sent by him? Why is everyone siding with that prick? You're an accomplice—you're all accomplices in my murder!" the female ghost screamed, lunging toward Maya. Despite chanting the Golden Decree rapidly, Maya couldn't stop the surge of malevolent energy from the female ghost. Soon enough, she wrapped her hands around her neck and collapsed to the floor as if she were suffocating. Though there was nothing on the ground, Maya felt as though water were pouring into her mouth, nose, and chest, squeezing her lungs and rendering her breathless. She lay on the floor, convulsing, and with every struggle, a small puddle of water began to spread beneath her. The puddle kept expanding with each passing moment until it formed a small pool around her. Lying in the water, she felt as if she were drowning, with every breath becoming more desperate. She fixed her gaze toward the door, her eyes pooling with reluctance. She mused, "Is this how I'm going to die? No way. How can I meet my