Underworld... or rather, "Underworld."
Because of the ink-black cherry blossoms drifting down from the sky like snow, the black-robed figures immediately faced a formidable enemy.
—To them, Ink-Dyed Sakura was a taboo term.
Those able to go out at a time like this, and even make use of the World Guardian corpses—resources that diminished with every use—basically all held considerable status within the Pure World.
It was precisely because of this that they knew many secrets.
Throughout history, Ink-Dyed Sakura had only appeared once. Yet that single appearance had been enough to make everyone who knew of it tremble in fear.
...It had made its name in a single battle!!
"Ink-Dyed Sakura!? Dao Kong, explain this to me clearly!!"
Whirling around to look at the black-robed man beside her who had issued the warning, Li Xi's voice was terrifyingly cold.
"If I remember correctly, this thing should have been destroyed during that encirclement campaign against Wuyan. How could it possibly appear here!?"
"How would I know? But this clearly is—"
Before Dao Kong could finish speaking, he watched in surprise as the ink-black cherry blossoms falling from the sky abruptly vanished. Then, a pink-haired woman appeared before them with a blank expression, her icy gaze locking directly onto him.
"Dao Kong? I remember you. I didn't expect you to still be alive."
"..."
Suddenly realizing what had happened, Dao Kong turned to look at the black-robed figures, who had somehow already moved far away from him. His face immediately darkened.
"...You did that on purpose?"
"Enough nonsense. As long as we drew her out, that's all that matters."
Li Xi gave him a glance, her expression indifferent.
"What, do you have a complaint? If you do, keep it to yourself."
Dao Kong: "..."
In the current era, perhaps not many