"Waaah! I want to go home! I want to go home!"
Having failed to pull out a whole person, the little girl suddenly threw away the severed arm, tipped her head back, and broke into piercing, anguished wails.
Her crying was no longer the intermittent sobbing from before. It echoed through the woods, steeped in venomous resentment.
As the cries spread, Bo Saixi and the other three discovered to their horror that the air around them had plunged to freezing.
Dense black fog began spreading through the withered woods on every side.
No figures could be seen amid the churning fog, but countless cold, deathly supernatural presences were slowly surrounding them.
The air grew thick, and an almost suffocating pressure clamped tightly around their throats.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ghost Douluo sprinted back the way they had come with all his strength.
Liu Erlong activated her Martial Soul Avatar and quickly followed Ghost Douluo, taking Zhu Zhuqing with her.
Bo Saixi was even faster. The instant Ghost Douluo turned to leave, she was already moving.
The black fog followed close behind, nearly brushing their backs.
Only when they burst out of the Old Forest and reached the ground before the Old Mansion again did that suffocating pressure abruptly ease.
Panting, Bo Saixi looked back. The churning black fog had stopped at the edge of the clearing around the Old Mansion, as though an invisible barrier were holding it back.
The Red-Coat Little Girl stood at the edge of the black fog, her hollow eyes fixed on the Old Mansion.
She never stepped into the area and eventually faded into the depths of the fog, still crying.
"The area around this Old Mansion can actually ward off attacks from the Fierce Supernaturals in the Old Forest!"
Bo Saixi keenly recognized this.