Qing Yin Xianyun stopped in surprise, shock surfacing on her pretty face.
The Little Toad could actually speak human words. Its voice was deep and resonant, as though it had spread from the heavens across the earth, or traveled over tens of millions of years. Amid that ancient desolation lay an authority that brooked no defiance!
A mere Little Toad had actually intimidated her?
How was that possible!
Qing Yin Xianyun was filled with doubt, forcing a faint smile onto her face.
It had to be an illusion. The shadows from before had made her jump at every rustle of grass and sway of trees.
Just as she secretly mocked herself for being overly tense.
Suddenly.
That remaining adorable silhouette was instantly covered by a vast shadow that blotted out the sky. All she could see was the back of a giant toad, while even the surrounding black mist was completely obscured!
What was even more terrifying was that the profile turning back slightly perfectly overlapped with the giant toad she had glimpsed amid the sea of corpses!
"Boom!"
In an instant, Qing Yin Xianyun's entire body stiffened, and her mind rang and buzzed!
A suffocating pressure began spreading between heaven and earth, locking down every inch of space!
She fixed her taut gaze upon it, yet everything vanished.
Before her remained only the hazy black mist and the toad of its original size.
The fleeting phantom left no trace to grasp, as though it truly had been an illusion, yet it had awakened the terror buried deep in Qing Yin Xianyun's heart!
Especially that profile—it had been as though she had seen death descending upon her.
Within only a few breaths, Qing Yin Xianyun had turned pale with fright. Her jade-like legs had gone numb, and she stood there