A little girl of two or three stood biting her finger as she looked at the black shadows all around her, without the slightest trace of fear on her face.
She toddled two steps toward those black shadows, then suddenly bumped into a barrier wreathed in black energy.
The impact sent her stumbling back two steps.
"Behave yourself, little brat, or I'll eat you!" A sinister voice rang out around her.
The little girl looked about, but she could not tell where the voice had come from.
Though the three-year-old was too young to understand much, she could already speak. "Where are you?"
The sinister voice paused briefly. "I'm beneath the golden formation in front of you."
Perhaps he had been alone for too long. Even when a mere toddler asked him a question, he answered.
Of course, he did not think this little girl could activate the formation. To do that, he would still need a cultivator's body.
The little girl gazed curiously at the glittering golden formation and touched it with a finger. A wave of searing heat struck her, making her hastily pull her finger back.
Now it was the Nightmare Demon's turn to be curious. Normally, an ordinary mortal touching these formation patterns should have felt no different than if they had touched empty air, yet this little girl was clearly different.
Though the Nightmare Demon was underground, every one of his clones aboveground could serve as his eyes, so almost everything that happened within this mountain was under his control.
The little girl's actions were naturally no exception.
The little girl seemed not to learn her lesson. Once her finger stopped hurting, she boldly went forward to touch it again. Whether she had run too fast or simply stumbled, she suddenly fell to the ground.