Swish, swish!
The ancient city within the curtain of blood-red rain emanated a mysterious and eerie aura!
The streets within the city were empty and dead silent!
The fine drizzle falling from the sky gathered into streams along the eaves of the shops on both sides of the street, flowing downward.
Two figures traversed through the curtain of rain. A peculiar power radiated from their bodies, causing the rain falling from the void to immediately vaporize into blood-red steam and disperse into the air upon contact with them.
Relying on that peculiar power, even though they carried no rain gear and walked through the rainy curtain, their bodies remained completely dry, preventing them from becoming disheveled and drenched.
Right at that moment,
the tall, robust man walking in front stopped and spoke in a deep, magnetic voice, "Stop! Let's rest for a moment!"
The petite woman behind the man nodded, and following him, she walked to the side of the street beneath the eaves of a shop to take shelter from the rain.
"Dad!"
"Why are we in such a rush to leave this place?"
"Didn't that person let us go?"
Hearing this, the robust man looked at the woman beside him with a trace of complexity on his face, "Feng'er! We must leave this place."
"It's no longer safe here."
The Feng'er whom the man spoke of was none other than Yin Feng. Naturally, the man was Yin Feng's father, Yin Zhong. After leaving the God-King Palace, they left the inner city without daring to rest for even a moment, appearing in the outer city commercial district.
Yin Feng looked at her father Yin Zhong with pure, innocent eyes, "Safe?"
"Where in this city is safe?"
Yin Zhong shook his head, his brows laden with lingering, unshakeable worry, "You