Outside the Inner Void, deep within the tribulation clouds, Bao Yun was chatting with Xuanhuang while keeping watch over the Vajra Demon Figurine to prevent it from finding an opportunity to escape.
In Bao Yun's eyes, the little fellow Xuanhuang was both spiritual and well-behaved, especially since he had been reading a lot lately and spoke with absolute precision, making him exceedingly cute. She could not help rubbing his little head several times, smiling broadly and feeling very happy.
Because of her special form, she spent the vast majority of her time alone outside, and she had felt quite stifled over these years. Now that she finally had a cute and playful target to play with—in a sense, a "special kind of peer"—how could she let him go easily?
Toward Bao Yun's hands-on behavior, Xuanhuang could not really say whether he liked it or not, but his temperament was exceptionally good. He did not get angry no matter how Bao Yun rubbed his head, and he answered every question he was asked, showing not a shred of the unstoppable demeanor he had previously displayed when slaying tens of thousands of heavenly demons.
The two sides chatted back and forth like this, waiting for Yu Ci to emerge from the Inner Void.
Yet all of a sudden, a drastic change abruptly erupted within the void.
An overwhelming pressure pierced through the air, and the surrounding cloud vapor simply froze. If one sensed carefully, one could even capture the impact force of a certain formidable divine intent vibrating at a micro-amplitude and high speed.
It was precisely this kind of impact that created a suffocating pressure—as a "non-human" special existence, Bao Yun even felt a long-absent sense of suffocation.
She knew this was because the space in which she existed and perceived