Qintian Platform.
Duty Supervisor.
Yuan Yu.
Yang Ling had exposed the woman in qipao's identity, but it did little to change the situation before them.
On the contrary.
The arrival of the second Taboo Weapon.
Had made the woman in qipao... in other words, Yuan Yu, even more bizarre.
She stood where she was.
But she gradually began to fade, like a black-and-white photograph from a hundred years ago, until only an old, dim color remained. Even her originally crimson qipao had lost its luster, leaving only a blur in their vision, like something seen through extreme nearsightedness.
"Heeheehee—"
The silver-bell-like laughter rang out again.
With a flicker.
Yuan Yu appeared directly behind Jiang Qiao. Her slender hand plunged straight into the Ball Lightning formed by the Divine Firmament Thunder Seal, ignoring the Taboo Weapon's protection, and lightly rested on Jiang Qiao's shoulder.
"What?"
Jiang Qiao was horrified.
Before he could think, a surging aura of death had already rushed into his face.
The little hand was delicate.
Yet Jiang Qiao felt a bone-chilling aura enveloping him, from his bones to his flesh, from his consciousness to his body.
Under the vision of his Dual Pupils.
A huge freezing pool appeared in the void.
The pool was pitch-black.
It gave off a suffocating feeling that made one's heart tremble, as if falling into it meant never being reborn.
"Wuu wuu wuu—"
A faint sob rang out.
As the freezing pool manifested, a chilly mist began to spread around them. A faint stench of corpses drifted with the mist, and the hazy surroundings made Jiang Qiao feel as if he were leaving the prison.
He was entering a deserted forest.
And right in the center of the forest.
Was that seemingly small yet exceptionally sinister pool.
"The Corpse Pool?"
Jiang Qiao