The radiance of the Moonlight Pearl illuminated the damp earthen cave.
Pale faces filled with terror huddled at the entrance, clutching their weapons and protecting the mud bed behind them.
The tremors from above and the residual waves of ferocious energy had the Yu Family Clan trembling with fear, and upon sensing the dissolution of the protective formation, their spirits nearly collapsed.
Could it be that not even the Nan Hong Seven Sons could shelter them?
"..."
On the mud bed, compared to the rest of her clan, the dying elderly woman with white hair had a complexion so unnaturally ruddy it was eerie, and her body emanated an intense heat.
Just then, as if she sensed something, she struggled to open her eyelids and looked toward the cave entrance.
As the matriarch moved, the clan members growled to bolster their courage, clutching their weapons tightly and glaring fiercely outside the cave: "Roar!"
In the midst of the growls,
a figure in an ink robe leisurely strolled in.
