Noticing the commotion, several demons from Blackwater Pool could not help but glance sideways.
But once they saw what had happened, undisguised mockery spread across all their faces.
It was truly hard to imagine.
A group of mortal ants actually dared to bare their weapons at Painting Realm mighty figures like them.
Such an absurd thing could never have happened within Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds.
Only people from some impoverished backwater, ignorant of the gap between them... would fail to realize how laughable such an act was.
Yet when the same scene fell into Jiang Yuechu's eyes, it brought a helpless smile to her lips.
To have such a group of people, knowing full well that this was a hopeless situation with ten deaths and no life, yet still willing to draw their blades for her—
That was, in truth, rather moving.
Even if their strength was somewhat beneath her notice now.
They had still been using their own way to silently clean up the wreckage she had left behind as she hurried along her path.
"Forget it... I shouldn't let them worry anymore..."
After a moment of emotion, she drew a deep breath.
With a thought.
In the blink of an eye.
Four figures silently descended at her side.
"Hmm?!"
Chu Zhenshan frowned and was just about to turn his head.
When an incomparably terrifying force had already come smashing straight at him.
Boom—!!!
"Wandering Void Sea Perfection?!"
Chu Zhenshan barely blocked the blow. Feeling the searing pain in both arms, he immediately recognized the realm of the demon that had appeared so abruptly before him.
But the question was...
When exactly had the other party appeared?!
Chu Zhenshan looked around in alarm and uncertainty.
The several Blackwater Pool demons that had originally surrounded the girl were