At those words, the surrounding discussion instantly ceased. Some people paled and wanted to leave, but others looked greedy, convinced Yun Che was deliberately frightening them so he could monopolize the treasures inside.
A woman in a flowing purple dress stepped out of the crowd and sneered at Yun Che. "What Fiend God? I think you made up that nonsense to keep all the benefits for yourself! I'm going to open this stone door and see for myself!"
With that, she called over several trusted followers, and they circulated their astral energy and slammed into the stone door.
Jiang Cha spoke up then. "She's the strongest prodigy of a martial arts family, supposedly the Daughter of Divine Grace with the best chance of breaking through to the King Realm!"
Yun Che smiled and shook his head. Daughter of Divine Grace!? That wouldn't even qualify as a joke in the Divine Martial World.
"It's fine. If she wants to go, let her."
His words had barely faded when several tremendous crashes rang out. The woman in the flowing purple dress led her people in three successive charges, but the stone door did not budge. Instead, the recoil sent her blood and energy surging, forcing her back again and again.
Shocked and furious, the woman raised her hand and summoned the sword from her back. Pouring all her astral energy into it, she slashed at the stone door. The sword wind struck the blood-colored patterns, instantly unleashing a dazzling red light. As though coming alive, the blood-colored patterns swiftly crawled up the blade and onto her body.
The woman screamed, dropping her sword straight onto the ground. Blood-colored patterns bound her tightly, and her skin turned bluish purple at a visible speed. "Help... help me!"
Her eyes were filled with terror and