The figure sprang out from the broken blood net and in a few breaths, it had disappeared into the night.
"Huh?"
The old woman's eyes gleamed as she looked at the big hole made by the flames, then looked into the night. After a long time, she laughed lowly: "I couldn't tell, but you have some abilities, even the blood net is broken? No doubt worthy of possessing the Spirit Mystical Body, it just isn't the same. However, you won't be able to escape!"
As her voice fell, she went in search of Feng Jiu again. However, as she continued forwards, with her spirit intent released, she was unable to detect the slightest fluctuation or breath of spiritual power. She couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
"Gone? Hiding? You want to play hide and seek with me?"
Her voice hoarsely through the night along with the night breeze and drifted around. The blood net under her feet intertwined and surged, moving her along.
