Nangong Chang's aggressive approach, combined with the silence of the Underworld King and Chu Zifeng, aroused suspicion in Qin Ruan's heart.
She connected the information she had received that evening, trying to discern something from it.
Suddenly, Qin Ruan's vision went dark.
The scene shifted, and she found herself in a dim, oppressive space, feeling a sagging pain in her abdomen.
Before her were thousands of Yin Soldiers in formation; their powerful aura was overwhelming.
Qin Ruan, watched by a pair of cold, deep eyes, felt the air was filled with black evil Qi, saturated with killing intent and anger.
Among the dense Yin Soldiers, she saw the third master's tall, jade-like figure.
His handsome face was covered in frost, his once familiar gentle eyes now revealed ruthlessness, his gaze coldly fixed on her.
Qin Ruan's heart was in excruciating pain, and the tearing pain attacking her abdomen and heart made her cry out involuntarily.
"Third master—"
