"Ah!" Xia Yue let out a frightened yelp.
Yan Mo also jumped in surprise, he looked at Xia Yue speechlessly, and said, "Watch them closely, otherwise you'll end up hurting us instead of the enemy."
Xia Yue looked at him awkwardly, gave an embarrassed chuckle, and reassured him that she would be more precise next time.
Xia Yue carefully watched the foggy entrance of the valley. With experience gained from the first lancet, she channeled her spiritual power, and a ball of lightning appeared in her palm. Suppressing her joy, Xia Yue threw the bolt of lightning towards the entrance.
As the lightning ball made contact with the fog, it emitted thin streaks of electricity, slicing through the mist.
"Crackle, sizzle," it hummed loudly.
"Continue," the system called out to Xia Yue.
Upon hearing the command, Xia Yue threw three or four more lightning balls in quick succession. As the valley fog slowly cleared out, a foul smell permeated the area.
