Yan Sha

"Splash, splash!"

On the plaza beneath the pouring rain, Yu Jing reclined peacefully in the ice chair Shui Bingmiao had made, his eyes half-closed as he rested.

An hour passed. Without any warning, the torrential rain in the sky stopped.

Across from the fountain, the woman in the white raincoat suddenly looked flustered, and the surrounding illusion vanished with her. In the blink of an eye, the three of them returned to the corridor outside the mansion's bedrooms. The raincoat woman did not linger and quickly floated away from the mansion.

"Shui Bingmiao, stay inside the mansion! If anyone else tries to leave, stop them. Men Qian and I will go investigate. Judging from the other side's reaction, Ye Feng should have defeated one of the Four, and might even have killed them."

"Mm. Not bad."

Shui Bingmiao stayed in the mansion and sensed through the moisture in the air. If anyone else tried to leave, he could stop them immediately.

Yu Jing and Men Qian followed the raincoat woman's trail toward the depths of the forest.

The small cabin at the center of the forest was covered in teeth marks and claw marks.

A demon's black arm hung from the end of a tree branch near the battlefield.

On the lawn in front of the cabin, Ye Feng knelt on one knee, the "Hellslayer" in his right hand plunged into Little San's chest.

Little San's mangled body was scorched by Hellflame, and he let out a constant series of canine whimpers. The wild-dog tattoo on his body gradually faded. In the end, his heart shattered. Little San coughed repeatedly, choking out bacteria-filled blood as his eyes grew unfocused.

His vision blurred, and the pain in his body gradually faded. Little San had felt something similar before—the sensation of