"Pfft!"
The moment Wang Qiu'er's outstretched spiritual power touched that enormous figure, it noticed her. Its mighty body shuddered, instantly shattering her spiritual power. Before she could even discern the intruder's appearance or build, she suffered a spiritual backlash.
Her pretty face blanched, and she opened her mouth and spat blood across the ground.
After all, Wang Qiu'er was weak, with only ten thousand years of cultivation. That was respectable among soul beasts, but against the ferocious beast outside, it clearly fell far short.
Although she had failed to ascertain the specifics, Wang Qiu'er had not come away empty-handed.
From what Wang Qiu'er sensed, the intruder was enormous, its aura terrifying to the extreme, as though a single breath could destroy her. Then she felt a crushing pressure descend upon her, stomping her body into the ground.
Wang Qiu'er had been completely unprepared. Caught off guard by that pressure, she felt as though every bone in her body would fall apart. She crushed the tent beneath her and was driven into the soil deep beneath the ice and snow.
As the pressure grew heavier and heavier, leaving Wang Qiu'er struggling to breathe and feeling as though she would suffocate, a dragon's roar rang out overhead.
Immediately afterward, the invading ferocious beast roared back, refusing to be outdone.
"It looks like Uncle Di Tian has started fighting it."
Wang Qiu'er felt the oppressive aura gradually recede with the roars and knew Di Tian had stepped in to drive the intruder away. Only then did she climb out of the deep snow. After putting on her clothes, she emerged from the collapsed tent and found that it was still night outside. Only scattered stars shone, and a bitter chill filled the wilderness, making her shudder.
Wang Qiu'er gulped down the icy air.