Du Busi and the elders all turned to look toward the figure that had suddenly appeared in the east. Google Search Reading
The person was shrouded in pink mist, as though draped in a thin veil, their seductive body faintly visible beneath it.
Long red hair streamed behind them, stirring the pink mist around them and sending the hazy rose-colored vapor rippling outward like waves.
He, or she?
In any case, it was impossible to tell their gender. Their face was also concealed by a thin layer of mist, making their features indistinct. The only recognizable trait was the pair of crystalline curved blades in their hands, like a pair of crescent moons.
The instant that figure appeared, even Du Busi felt his hair stand on end. He sensed pressure no less formidable than what he felt when facing Ye Xishui.
Could this be another Limit Douluo?!
Du Busi was already very old, practically from the same generation as Mu En. Yet he had never heard of any Limit Douluo on the Douluo Continent who resembled this person. Besides, the only publicly known Limit Douluo on the continent were Mu En, Long Xiaoyao, and Ye Xishui. So where had this person suddenly come from?!
Countless thoughts flashed through Du Busi's mind in an instant, but he still stood firmly before that darkness. Looking at the figure, he said in a low voice, "Why are you stopping us, Senior?"
The elders at his side also prepared themselves for battle.
The figure continued to approach unhurriedly and spoke again in that alluring voice whose gender could not be discerned. "Do not go in, and we shall leave one another in peace."
Du Busi sharply noticed the change in that person's tone this time.
When they spoke for the first time, their tone