Several days later.
Sunset Forest.
Qian Renyue woke from a nightmare with a sharp "Ah!" Still trembling with fright, she had beads of sweat rolling down her forehead and temples, her heart pounding frantically. For a long time, she could not collect herself.
After the heavenly tribulation, the mimicry environment was no longer what it had been. The flower bud at its center had withered, and the green vines had all shriveled. The ravaged surroundings proclaimed, beyond doubt, that everything Qian Renyue had seen in her dream was real.
She pushed herself upright and called out in a daze, "Little Nine, Yaxin, Jiu Lan!"
Her cries echoed through the empty surroundings. The only voice answering Qian Renyue was her own.
Not a single figure was anywhere in sight throughout the mimicry environment. Qian Renyue shook her head, her nerves stretched taut. Phantoms began appearing before her eyes-Little Nine and the others. Their souls passed through her body, yet she could not catch a single one. She clutched her head as piercing screams rang in her ears, feeling as though her skull would burst. The flames inside her suddenly slipped beyond her control and surged out, striking the enormous flower bud nearby!
Boom-!
Flames blazed up. Outside the mimicry environment, Guang Ling sensed Qian Renyue's rampaging aura. He dropped the fruit he had just picked and immediately rushed back.
"Yue'er!"
The moment Guang Ling entered, the smell of burning grass hit him. White smoke filled his vision. His brows knitted slightly, and he hurriedly flew upward to locate Qian Renyue.
Before long, he spotted Qian Renyue in the midst of her rampage. Flames kept shooting from her hands in every direction, while she herself stood at the center of the inferno. The raging fire soon swept toward her. Guang Ling summoned