"These are all dead people!"
Everyone felt their minds buzz, and a chill began rising through their bodies.
They had entered Shang Jing City over two hours ago, yet they had not even realized whether these commoners were dead or alive.
What kind of power could make the dead live like the living, without even Spirit Wandering Realm experts like them noticing?
Fang Xuan pondered briefly, then walked over to a nearby steamed-bun stall and took a piping-hot bun from the steamer.
He did not eat it, but quietly watched the steamer.
The next moment, a bizarre scene unfolded. The steamer, which should have been missing one bun, was still completely full.
Moreover, the bun seller's assistant acted as though he had never seen Fang Xuan's actions.
Lingxi asked in confusion, "What's going on? He doesn't seem to be able to see us!"
Shen Hanwen and Chang Botao also tried it out nearby, only to find that everything was exactly the same.
Just as Fang Xuan was thoughtfully examining the surroundings—
A Void Passage appeared out of thin air behind them. The air rippled with swirling waves, and a figure stepped out, dressed in a deep-purple gauze skirt that faintly revealed her slender form.
"An Yu! Didn't I tell you to wait at Pan Tai Pass—"
The moment Pu An Yu landed, Fang Xuan's expression changed slightly.
After landing, Pu An Yu staggered faintly and took a deep breath before steadying herself.
Although she had nearly mastered the Six Lines Art, all of Shang Jing City was still under the influence of that Witch God. Unlike other martial artists, Pu An Yu did not possess an exceptionally formidable physique, and the fluctuations between the two spaces had placed considerable pressure on her.
Still, she had the support of Star Essence.