This time, Polly confirmed it.
There really was something behind him!
How could he describe it? That chill was like the time he had followed others to the first level of the Demonic Abyss out of curiosity. The Windwalkers stationed there had only allowed him and his third sister, Xie Yue, to watch from far away, but just one glance had filled him with a chill he could never hope to resist. His whole body had seemed to freeze instantly. His hands, feet, and muscles had all stopped obeying him. If the senior beside him had not covered his eyes and helped regulate his condition, that rigid state might have lasted forever.
After all, a demon could stand in place for a million years if it had nothing else to do.
The chill behind him now was very similar to the demon he had encountered back then. It was the kind of fear that even vital energy could not defend against, somehow drilling straight into his marrow and spreading through his entire body, leaving none of his physical functions under his control!
He finally understood why the fellow opposite him had stood there like a wooden puppet and let him hack away. In this state, he probably would have performed even worse. Even having his head chopped off might not have freed him from the control.
So, was there a demon behind him?
If there was a demon behind him, then what the hell was the fellow in front of him?
Ten meters away, the red-haired elf stood with one hand on her sword hilt. Her aura was ethereal beyond compare, without the slightest distracting thought. The killing intent radiating from her was utterly pure!
It was the first time he had seen killing intent from a person become so