Beneath the darkening sky, a figure fled in panic.
It seemed to be a woman, her hair disheveled, her figure swaying as though she had encountered something terrifying. Her plain white dress had long since been stained with sticky blood.
Hah-
Hah-
She panted in terror, her full chest heaving violently.
Crack! A bolt of lightning split the night sky, and the rainstorm that had been gathering for so long poured down.
In that instant, the pallid lightning illuminated the woman's exquisite, bloodstained face. Deep terror still lingered in her limpid, autumn-water eyes, as though she had just seen something inconceivable that she would never forget for the rest of her life.
Su Mengyao swallowed hard.
She swore she had never seen anything so terrifying and hideous in her life. Just an hour earlier, she had watched Zhang Shaojiu and the man beside him with a centipede-like scar on his face transform into monsters covered in savage bone spurs.
Just one move-
Boom!
Another flash of pallid lightning streaked across the sky.
Su Mengyao's vision blurred for an instant. In that haze, she seemed to see Cheng He's disbelieving, wretched expression before his death again: Zhang Shaojiu's sharp claws tore open his chest, sending blood splashing everywhere.
As for the somewhat shifty-eyed youth named Li Min, his death had been even more gruesome-so gruesome that she still refused to recall it.
Monsters. These were monsters!
"Tian Xuanwu, just what sort of monsters have you raised?" Su Mengyao clenched her teeth.
The rain poured down, streaming constantly along her long hair and washing the blood from her body.
She fled through the woods in panic. Blood droplets shaken from her fell into puddles beside the path, staining small patches of water pink.
But more rain came crashing down from the heavens,