"Neigh~~~"
Not only Zhao Er himself, but even the Dragonblood Horse galloping desperately beneath him came to an abrupt halt the moment that sound rang out.
The Dragonblood Horse raised its forelegs high and reared upright. Once its hind legs landed, they stopped pushing and dragged across the ground instead, leaving two deep furrows.
It was as though something unimaginably terrifying stood in the road ahead. Even if stopping so suddenly injured it, the Dragonblood Horse refused to take another step forward.
The Dragonblood Horse's movement was extremely abrupt, but Zhao Er clamped his legs tightly around its belly and pressed himself against its back, his eyes fixed on what lay ahead.
A woman in a long red dress stood in front of the Dragonblood Horse. She was beautiful and looked exceptionally young. She stood quietly as the breeze stirred her dress, like a dazzling blossom, with countless tiny flecks of red seemingly dancing around that flower.
The woman was still some distance from Zhao Er and the Dragonblood Horse. The horse stared at her, its hooves shifting uneasily.
Zhao Er stared at her too, but his Thousand Mechanisms Eye Art revealed nothing useful. He could barely even make out what the red things fluttering around the woman were.
All his eyes could see was that overwhelmingly vivid red...
"Thud! Thud, thud!!"
The sound of something heavy hitting the ground reached Zhao Er's ears. He guessed it was Wu Yao landing after being caught in the blast.
But he did not dare turn around to look. He feared that the instant he did, that piercing streak of red ahead would appear before him and pluck off his head.
"Little fellow, could you tell me what technique you used? You actually made Number Five break free of my control, leaving me