What Is a Human Form?

Somewhere.

A woman was running in a panic.

Her face was pale and she was heavily pregnant, retaining not a shred of the grace belonging to the Saint Armor Clan's Number One Beauty. Chen Feng had drawn away the enemies for her, leaving her with no choice but to flee in panic, running continuously. She fled toward the distant places kept in her memory, yet just as she thought she was about to escape—

"Where is Madam heading?"

A chilling voice rang out.

Madam's expression changed drastically, and she abruptly raised her head. On a tree trunk ahead, a creature shaped like Houzi, with an ugly face, was staring fixedly at her.

Not good!

Madam's face turned pale.

She hurried to run in another direction, yet in a mere instant, that Houzi appeared right in front of her, a gloomy smile still lingering on his face.

"Madam..."

"You aren't getting away, yo."

The chilling voice made Madam's entire body freeze.

"How could you..."

Madam's face was pale.

She remembered that everyone had been drawn away by that person.

"Hehe."

Houzi sneered. "You mean those stupid fellows? Hm, indeed, I saw those tracks, and I saw everyone chase after another aura, but... they didn't notice that beneath that chaotic aura, a faint aura that was almost impossible to ignore was still hidden."

"Even though it looked like mist."

"Yet I was just wondering..."

"Why would there be so much chaotic aura here? If it were to confuse us, why, after the chaos, would someone leave with such a clear aura?"

"That trace was far too clear..."

"To the extent that all the auras meant to confuse us became utterly meaningless."

"That wasn't right."

"Therefore, what was the purpose of putting out so many auras to confuse us?"

"I thought about it