Seeing that no one was truly willing to go in with her,
Wen Lingmu's expression did not look very good.
At the end of the day, she was only a woman. Her aloofness in public was merely a shell used for disguise; deep down, she was still very fragile.
However, seeing that no one would accompany her inside, given her temperament, she certainly would not force anyone.
Gritting her teeth, she lightly tapped off with her toes and flew toward the depths of the Ancient Holy Abyss.
The depths of the Ancient Holy Abyss were an entirely different world from its outskirts.
The moment Wen Lingmu entered, she regretted it.
Bones were everywhere.
Wen Lingmu spotted a Mustard Seed Bracelet on a skeleton and was just about to take it when, the instant she touched the bones, they crumbled into dust and scattered between heaven and earth.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Moreover, dim yellow winds howled endlessly through the world. Those murky gales appeared to possess no offensive power, yet once spiritual energy came into contact with them, it would instantly be broken down into windblown sand.
Wen Lingmu took out a prepared spirit beast from her Mustard Seed Bracelet and released it.
But as soon as the spirit beast touched the dim yellow wind, its entire body initially took on a murky yellow hue. Later, its body gradually began to disintegrate. Amid miserable wails, its whole body turned into windblown sand.
Wen Lingmu shuddered, then hurriedly found a cave and hid inside.
Perhaps because she had been too flustered while hiding, the veil on her face had fallen off somewhere, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face that inspired pity and affection.
"Could this be Spirit Transformation Wind?"
Inside the cave, Wen Lingmu gazed solemnly at the raging winds filling the sky outside.