Dongfang Minghui ran forward with all her strength, but no matter how fast she ran, the dark figure behind her was faster.
"Ninth Miss, be good and come back with me."
A dark figure descended from above and landed before her, blocking her path. The person in the black robe radiated an icy aura. She had once felt that same aura from The Female Lead, though it had vanished in an instant.
"You're Dark-Type Spirit Masters."
Putting that together with the Darkness Legion Love Blossom had just mentioned, she could roughly guess who they were.
"You certainly have a lot of questions, Ninth Miss."
The man chuckled sinisterly, and two clouds of gray mist suddenly emerged from his hands, one from each.
The moment the mist appeared, Dongfang Minghui's memories returned to Death Valley. A troublesome cloud of gray mist had once entered her body and infiltrated her Soul Sea.
Little Color had paid a terrible price for it and still had not regained Humanoid Form.
"This is Death Aura!"
Dongfang Minghui immediately summoned all her Spiritual Power to resist. Her opponent was a Dark-Type Spirit Master at the Spirit Warrior level, but that single rank of difference was enough to crush her completely and pin her down.
Little Color grew agitated within her Soul Sea, recognizing that same familiar aura.
Before her eyes, the two clouds of gray mist merged into one enormous cloud and drew ever closer.
Once that thing latched on to her, it would most likely devour her vitality bit by bit.
"I'm done for."
Dongfang Minghui nervously half-closed her eyes.
The Black-Robed Men chuckled, watching sinisterly as Death Aura enveloped her little by little. Then, in the blink of an eye, the sight before him left him stunned.
As the gray mist rushed at her