Tang Hao, the "dark history" Ling Feng had mentioned to Ah Yin, came from the Clear Sky Sect.
Everything fell into place.
Besides, Tang Hao's behavior just now had already disgusted Ah Yin. The disrespectful way he looked at her, in particular, convinced her that Ling Feng had been right: he was that "deranged wretch, worse than a beast," Tang Hao.
In an instant, Ah Yin erupted.
She might have been kindhearted, but her kindness had limits.
Powerful soul power poured from her body, instantly forming a domain. Blue silver grass spread across a thousand meters around her, swaying as it gave off an eerie blue glow.
"Miss, what are you doing?"
Tang Hao was bewildered by Ah Yin's sudden fury, but Tang Xiao saw through it. "What do you mean, miss? She's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form! Can't you sense it?"
"What?!"
Only after sensing her carefully did Tang Hao realize that Ah Yin was not human.
"Tang Hao, you despicable, shameless wretch! Die!"
Murderous fury filled Ah Yin's beautiful eyes as she swept her hands through the air. "Blue Silver Thousand Illusions!"
As her voice fell, the blue silver grass began to dance. Its distinctive fragrance drifted through the air, spreading in pervasive strands.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao took the slightest breath, and their gazes wavered as their vision suddenly warped. Neither was easy prey, however. Sensing something wrong, they bit down hard on their lips to keep themselves from sinking deep into the illusion.
"Brother Hao, hold your breath!"
Tang Xiao immediately realized that the fragrance was the problem and hurriedly warned Tang Hao. Tang Hao obeyed, but Ah Yin's sudden change still baffled him. He could not help asking, "Miss, why would you say that about me? Is there some misunderstanding?"
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