I can rewind time to prevent death

In the previous encounters, Fang Ning, hiding in the shadows, would instantly attempt to kill Yan Junze after emerging, but after Yan Junze deliberately ambushed her several times, the woman learned her lesson.

Because neither Aunt Mei nor Zhang Xiaomo was able to kill her later, Fang Ning had perhaps become increasingly sensitive to the factor of potential threats from the outside world.

She wouldn't show herself when Aunt Mei was by Yan Junze's side because of the oppressive pressure exerted by this powerful strangeness. However, later on, Zhang Xiaomo didn't exert such pressure, which allowed for a successful sneak attack, but still, the kill was unsuccessful.

This time, Fang Ning was evidently even more vigilant, refusing to show herself even though Zhang Chengjing was not a strangeness and didn't have any strange pressure. It was unclear whether she could sense something about him.

"Is this woman really so cunning?" Zhang Chengjing laughed after hearing Yan Junze's explanation, and became somewhat curious about Fang Ning, "Last time, Xiaomo also failed to kill her?"

"Almost did. She was just severely injured. After that, she hid and never surfaced again, especially when Xiaomo was around," Yan Junze nodded and then suggested, "So, Uncle Zhang, how about you hide somewhere close by? Once I am alone, she will definitely not be able to resist showing up. She's not very familiar with your presence, so she probably won't have any reservations."

Zhang Chengjing smiled and shook his head, showing no intention of leaving.

At this moment, the two had reached the northeastern corner of the residential complex courtyard, where there were no buildings to provide cover, nor were there any residents strolling around.

Yan Junze, seeing that Zhang Chengjing had no plans to hide, was about to ask why, when he suddenly perceived something unusual. He immediately turned around to see his shadow elongating behind him.

Both men had stopped moving, but the shadow kept stretching out—it couldn't be the moon moving that fast. Yan Junze quickly turned back and stared at the shadow.

A dark head emerged from the elongated tip of the shadow a moment later.

"She's out!" Yan Junze immediately said.

But then a sense of bewilderment rose, "Huh? Why did she come out?"

Turning his head toward Zhang Chengjing, the other man was standing there without any pretense of hiding, his hands behind his back, creating an air of profound mystery.

"Maybe, Uncle Zhang retracted his presence!" Yan Junze's pupils shrank slightly, "Perhaps he has a suppressive field naturally formed around his body all the time, and he just pulled it back in that moment."

As the thought arose, the dark figure's head fully emerged, followed by skinny dark hands that climbed rapidly along Yan Junze's shadow, cast by the moonlight, as if scaling a branch, moving swiftly towards Yan Junze's body.

In no time at all, Fang Ning's feet also emerged from Yan Junze's shadow, using all four limbs to increase her speed and aiming for Yan Junze's right foot.

Because Zhang Chengjing was beside him, Yan Junze didn't move, allowing the dark arm to grab his ankle.

"Be with me..." Fang Ning's hoarse voice erupted, inducing a tremor like that of an electric shock.

Just then, Zhang Chengjing, who had been standing by like a bystander, suddenly moved, stepping forward and reaching for Fang Ning's hand that was grabbing Yan Junze's ankle.

His movement wasn't fast, and in Yan Junze's view, the agile Fang Ning would definitely detect the anomaly right away and quickly retract her body back into her shadow to hide again.

Indeed, Fang Ning quickly noticed the sneak attack and attempted to withdraw her hand. Though Zhang Chengjing's hand was still a distance away, to him, the gap was no longer an issue.

The Supreme Law of "Compression" burst forth, anchoring Fang Ning's dark hand firmly to Yan Junze's ankle.

Fang Ning's hand couldn't retract and was immediately suppressed by Zhang Chengjing, as if catching something tangible, he hoisted it up, holding a charred and scabbed arm in his hand.

This was the first time Yan Junze had seen Fang Ning's physical form in such a long time.

A strong electric shock sensation entered Zhang Chengjing's hand; he visibly flinched and his body trembled slightly as he murmured, "It's death by electrocution, isn't it?"

In his hand, the Supreme Law of "Compression" increased the output of the magnetic field energy.

Fang Ning screamed miserably, and the electric shocks continued uninterrupted, as if she couldn't help but resist.

Zhang Chengjing did not fully extract her from Yan Junze's shadow but bent over, with a rounded back, simply gripping Fang Ning's arm, testing the strength of her retaliatory energy.

Fang Ning kept screaming miserably but never gave up struggling, maintaining a powerful discharge of electric force.

After a standoff for a moment, the screams began to diminish.

At this point, Zhang Chengjing released his hold on her, and like being granted a reprieve, Fang Ning quickly retracted the shadow of her arm and dove back into Yan Junze's shadow to make her escape.

Yan Junze felt a bit regretful inwardly, thinking that if they didn't need Fang Ning to forge the Black Spirit Umbrella, Zhang Chengjing's presence alone could have eliminated this hidden danger.

Zhang Chengjing nodded and said to Yan Junze, "I have a rough idea of how much strange energy this woman has. I'll go straight to Wan Shouguang at the headquarters tomorrow and tell him."

He paused and then added, "Now it seems, the balance of three energies I proposed initially can indeed be perfectly achieved. The energy of this shadow strangeness combined with the energy of that black pearl can basically counterbalance the strangeness inside the Turquoise, reaching a state of equilibrium."

The two of them chatted about the topic as they made their way back to Zhang Chengjing's home.