After Ye'e Mannali died, her blood and vitality dispersed, her spiritual radiance vanished, and everything that had sustained her altered appearance and alluring charm faded into oblivion.
At last, her true appearance was revealed.
In all fairness, her true appearance could still be called exceedingly beautiful.
But this was merely ordinary beauty. Without her supernatural power, she could no longer bewitch hearts or steal breaths.
Combined with the freezing cold and bloodstains, her aged skin rapidly lost its moisture and looked grotesquely strange, making people wonder what she had originally looked like.
All her mystery and beauty vanished without a trace once they saw her in this state.
Ye'e Mannali's admirers all felt as though lightning had struck them. The blow was even greater than when they had first learned of her death.
They no longer had the heart to curse Fang Qianyuan, Lin Zaixing, or the others. Every one of them looked as if their divine soul had been torn out, their faces pale as they slumped helplessly or stood rooted to the spot, muttering to themselves.
And when they remembered that almost every yaksha in this city had eaten human flesh and treated humans as food, her execution no longer seemed so difficult to accept.
Some even belatedly realized that they had only survived in this city by sheer luck, because food had been plentiful.
Once the yakshas ran short of food, mortals like them would become meals on a plate, meat on a chopping block!
They shuddered all the more, bitterly regretting the blind infatuation that had possessed them like a demon.
Their desire to escape this place grew ever stronger.
"A Hu, use Gale-Breaking Strike, now!"
In an open stretch of Gobi wilderness in the Crimson Blood Wasteland of the Asura Realm, Yang Xia directed