"Oh? So it was... not an ordinary grand hall? But rather..." Xiao Hua's gaze had never left the hall doors. The instant those doors vanished, he had already seen everything beyond the darkness! Inside was clearly an enormous passageway, and waves of desolate chill blew out from within. This cold wind differed from ordinary night winds or chilling gusts. When it blew over Xiao Hua, an inexplicable chill rose from his heart, as though the wind could pierce straight through his fleshly body.
"The Netherworld Wind?" Xiao Hua sensed the somewhat familiar cold wind and frowned again. "It seems... a little different!"
"Wooo, wooo, wooo~" The cold wind blew forth, and every banner that had stood frozen motionless throughout the plaza immediately began snapping loudly in the wind. Even the banners at the four corners stirred! It seemed that only this cold wind could set all the banners in motion. All the soul warriors simultaneously raised the horns in their hands and blew them toward the heavens. The blaring horn calls instantly resounded throughout the entire plaza and even carried across all of Houtu Village!
"Roar, roar, roar, roar~" A burst of cheers rose from the plaza, forcing Xiao Hua to tear his eyes away from the passageway. When he saw the scene in the plaza, he could not help but feel both amused and exasperated!
Across the plaza, men and women alike began dancing along with the cold wind and horn calls, their movements exactly like those he had seen earlier in Hongdi Village.
Around Xiao Hua, even Zi Ming wore a smile as she began to dance joyfully...
"Xiao Lang~" The pallor had yet to leave Fairy Hongxia's face. She quietly stepped to Xiao Hua's side and said in a low voice, "That... incarnation of Great God Houtu