As the day grew brighter, she sensed that the cold and eerie aura around her had not gone away. The little bell hung around her waist was still swaying gently, making tinkling sounds.
So, she ignited a small pile of grass and took advantage of the dense fog that obstructed the view to slip into her space.
As the dense fog cleared and the sky grew light, those evil demons that encircled the place could not find the figure in red. They still lingered around, unwilling to leave, as if doubting that she could vanish before their eyes.
When the sun rose, some of the cultivators left one after another, while some still came this way. But, when they saw that the young lady in red was no longer here, their eyes changed colours in anger.
Yes, that person seemed unusual. Perhaps, she truly possessed formidable strength, otherwise, how could a lone young lady dare to strut in front of them without fear?
