The next instant, Han Shuo, lurking in the shadows, suddenly felt a strange force field envelop him. His body felt as though it had sunk into a muddy swamp, and a constantly rotating force wound around him, giving him the feeling that he could not break free.
At that same moment, the little girl amid the blood covering the ground turned her icy purple eyes toward his hiding place-the thick branches and leaves of a large tree.
The little girl standing amid the blood was also stained scarlet. The crimson stains on her cute little dress looked like blooming red flowers, but set against the icy aura surrounding her, they only made her seem terrifying.
Carefully observing the situation below, Han Shuo had no idea what power the little girl was using. The only thing he could be certain of was that it belonged to none of the Twelve Great Power Systems. Two Middle Gods had been shredded into bloody fragments in an instant, yet the little girl had not only shown no fear, but had looked as though she enjoyed it. Han Shuo immediately found her rather uncanny.
"Big brother, there might be caterpillars in those leaves, you know..." The little girl's purple eyes suddenly brightened, as though piercing every obstacle between them. Her voice was cool, sweet, and childlike.
His heart sank. Han Shuo knew his whereabouts had been completely exposed to her. Unable to gauge her strength, he considered briefly, then flew down from the leaves with a wry smile. Keeping some distance from her, he immediately said, "I'm not with them. Don't misunderstand!"
"You're not with them? Hehe... that makes no difference. You saw me kill them, after all!" She blinked, looking at Han Shuo with an innocent expression, yet her words were as cold as