The ghost city was dim and eerie; everyone who came and went looked like ghosts.
No one knew that the terrifying white flood dragon who had once barged into the ghost city, caused havoc, and left was right beside them, selling potent poisons and occasionally fighting in underground bouts. Snow drifted across the ground, while the underground Rift Valley remained as warm as ever. Countless monsters neither human nor ghost wandered through this dark world, lingering beyond the bounds of the world.
On a wooden bridge along the plankway, Bai Yujun, dressed in black with a hood and a black cloth covering her nose and mouth, hurried onward.
The old plankway creaked and groaned, liable to snap at any moment. The railings were badly damaged, and some wooden bridges swayed between the rifts with no one to repair them. One misstep could easily cost a traveler their life.
Her black cloth boots stepped onto the ladder as she climbed higher.
Thud, thud, thud...
A Demonic Beast came toward her along the plankway. No one knew how this monster had ended up in this world. It was not particularly strong, yet it mingled brazenly through the ghost city—bloodthirsty and savage, swaggering before the weak while groveling before the strong like dog shit.
When the Demonic Beast saw the woman approaching, its phoenix eyes lit up with delight at the sight of prey. It knew it had encountered a beauty, and sensed no hint of danger from her. It reached out, intending something improper.
Bai Yujun could not be bothered to waste time. She grabbed the Demonic Beast by the face and smashed it viciously into the wall!
Crack!
Its head became a mushy mess, sagging and sliding down. Without even turning her head, Bai Yujun casually tossed it off the plankway.