Barren Ancient Region and the Pill Tower

With the matter of the Negative Energy in the Northwest Continent settled, Kurumi finally extricated herself from the Black Annihilation Army's administrative affairs. Now that she had some free time, she finally turned her attention to the woman in blood-red robes.

Before returning to the clan, she had heard that the blood-robed woman possessed at least Half-Saint level strength. First, she had ambushed two direct descendants of ancient clans, then she had turned the Flower Sect upside down.

She killed without restraint. From peak Nine-turn Dou Zuns down to ordinary people powerless enough to kill a chicken, all seemed to fall within her hunting range.

She was a fiend who killed without batting an eye.

The newly delivered intelligence... that blood-robed woman had actually killed the two Half-Saints sent to hunt her?!

Kurumi closed her eyes in thought.

A seagull flapping its wings could permanently alter the weather.

Put another way, a butterfly in the Amazon rainforest basin of South America might occasionally flap its wings a few times and trigger a tornado in Texas, United States, two weeks later.

In the Dou Qi Continent, was Kurumi that little butterfly?

What she had brought about would only be far more absurd than the butterfly in South America inadvertently flapping its wings.

Was the blood-robed woman a native brought about by the butterfly effect... or a Reincarnator from the Main God Space?

Kurumi had no choice but to be cautious. From the High-level Dou Zong raven, to the low-level Dou Zun magical beast, to the plague nearing the Half-Saint level.

Now that a Reincarnator capable of killing two Half-Saints had appeared, it no longer seemed so unimaginable.

But the strength of this team... varied a little too wildly.

If this were a newly formed Reincarnator team, it would be understandable. But