Nüba

Ding Ling immediately flicked his left hand, and a sharp sword qi shot from the tip of the Shi Huang Sword!

Clang!

The sword qi collided violently with the blood in midair. After they clashed for a long while, the blood suddenly transformed into blood qi and scattered in all directions. Then, after another while, it condensed into a drop of blood again and fell into the woman's palm.

Unlike the previous drop, this drop of blood was much dimmer and more faded.

It was as if the attack had dispersed its divine essence!

Crack, crack!

The woman's eyelids suddenly trembled, and she abruptly opened her eyes.

Ding Ling's eyesight was extraordinarily sharp, and he could see from far away. He naturally saw everything clearly and became even more vigilant, carefully preparing to flee at any moment.

This place was far too eerie.

He truly had never expected the Wind and Cloud World to still contain someone so powerful!

The Shi Huang Sword Path with a ninetyfold amplification had only managed to break through a single drop of blood!

Too strange!

"Young man, come here."

A faint voice rang in Ding Ling's ear.

Ding Ling was startled, but instantly retreated several hundred zhang.

"Don't be afraid. I am the daughter of the ancient Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan... Nüba!"

Her voice was as gentle as water, flowing straight into one's heart and sounding like heavenly music.

Yet the voice grew weaker and weaker, like a lamp about to go out, struggling to sway as it gave off its last trace of light.

Ding Ling was startled.

"Nüba?!"

Wasn't Nüba the Drought Demon?

No wonder this place was dry, desolate, and silent, with hardly any trace of life.

Everything made sense if she was the Drought Demon.

Ancient records stated: Wherever the Drought