Hao Ren was rooted to the spot for a long moment after the events that unfolded before his eyes: the siren was that powerful all along?
"Phew—" Nangong Wuyue breathed a long sigh of relief, her facial expressin changing back to normal. No one could guess what was in her mind. She meandered forward and curled the sleeping child up in her tail before approaching Hao Ren. "I'm done. The child must have been drugged. Let's get some fresh air outside, the child will be fine."
Hao Ren glanced at the little child to find that it was a girl. He could not tell its gender earlier because she was covered in dirt and ragged clothing. He turned to look at situation in the stone chamber, and was disappointed to find no survivors. After exhausting their vitality and magical power, the cult followers had become a pool of mud. Some on the other hand, were turned into ashes by Nangong Wuyue's strange ability. It appeared that normal methods did not work in capturing them.
