Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei followed Zhao Heng down a narrow mountain road. The pitch black or dark green plants along the road were also covered with the faint light of Buddha. The pure and solemn glow intertwined with the feeling of filth and depravity, making it difficult to distinguish them from each other.
At the end of the road was a valley. Ruan Yushu was seated on a huge rock in silence, her snow-white robes giving her an air of purity. She sometimes emitted puffs of magic air as mystical music played, and in other times, a dark light surrounded her as shrill screaming filled the air.
It was the same for her exquisitely perfect face. It sometimes appeared cool and noble, and bizarrely bewitching in other times. Her attractiveness was soul-stirring.
"She has something to protect her and counter Primogenitor Devil's Awareness! Let's go help her now!" Meng Qi said.
He picked up his pace and directly headed for Ruan Yushu like a gust of wind.
