Within My Earth, I Am the Master

Hong Ying sensed people approaching. Zhao Xiaowan removed the cloak from her back and draped it over the Dark Bridge Cannon. The entire cannon became the same color as the snowfield, impossible for an ordinary person to detect.

This cloak counted as a Spiritual Object, though not a treasure. It was a curtain Wife and Red Lotus had made together using the remnants of Rong Sijiao's spirituality.

The curtain retained the nature of a Color Cultivator. Like a chameleon, it could color itself, layers of light and dark interweaving across it. Different areas bore different shades, contours, and edges, resembling lifelike snowflakes. With the Dark Bridge Cannon hidden, it was time to deal with the enemy.

Hong Ying's senses were excellent. Learning that people were approaching from the valley entrance, she prepared to go collect the enemy. Zhao Xiaowan stopped her. "Don't underestimate them. I'll go with you."

At the valley entrance, Hong Ying judged from the footsteps that there were more than thirty people outside.

That was a piece of cake for Hong Ying. Just as she was about to go out and clean them up, Zhao Xiaowan repeatedly waved her back, signaling her to stay at the entrance and not move. There really were more than thirty people outside—thirty-eight Three-Headed People in all.

These Three-Headed People lingered outside the valley entrance for a long while, never entering the valley.

This was a fixed tactic of the Three-Headed People. They guessed there were people in the valley and that those people had likely laid an ambush. Under such circumstances, they would never enter the valley. It was dictated by their tactics—only to be carried out, never changed.

A Three-Headed People captain shouted toward the valley with his left head, "People in the valley, come out immediately and return with