"Heh..."
The "pedestrians" around her stared blankly and let out meaningless growls as they closed in on Jiang Mian from every direction.
With a slight shift of her thoughts, she gathered "wind" around her body, forming a shield.
A ring of wind blades spun around its outer edge, shredding anyone who came near and scattering flesh and blood across the ground.
Calamities of the [Chaos] Path felt neither pain nor fear.
Besides, these things didn't even qualify as Calamities. They were merely offspring composed of flesh-and-blood derivatives.
Driven by instinct, they still charged at the "intruder" without fear of death.
Jiang Mian tried burning some of them, but the feedback she received was next to nothing.
"Just empty shells?"
She raised her head and looked up at the sky, hidden behind layers of Mist.
"Something's off."
These things were pitifully weak.
Even an ordinary Third-tier, or even Second-tier, Awakened who came in could handle them with ease.
They simply had strength in numbers. They couldn't even be considered a defensive mechanism.
It seemed rather pointless.
After all, judging by the person from earlier, the Mutual Aid Society was keeping an eye on this place.
So what was the point of setting these things up?
Perhaps killing enough of them would trigger some sort of chain reaction.
Like... causing this fake cyst to rupture?
According to Sea of Misfortune, any space outside the real world was part of the Void Realm, though some parts were deeper than others.
If someone got swept up in a Mist Tide, they would undoubtedly enter the deeper layers.
She didn't know about the other Paths, but those of the [Cataclysm] Path found it hard to stay there. It was completely empty, without elemental energy of any kind.
Come to think of it, this place should