Though Yun Qing had a defensive formation protecting her as she leaned against the tree, and had probably taken the best antidote pills she carried, dark purple patches had already appeared on her face. She, too, was clearly suffering from severe poisoning.
Sima Zimo was a Blood-Sleep Toad, and his disposition had always been vicious. Seeing all four of them poisoned, either dead or unconscious, he had originally intended to finish off the barely breathing Yun Qing while taking their possessions.
But after quickly collecting the belongings of the other three, he approached Yun Qing and discovered that she had suddenly awakened. At the thin line between life and death, the powerful consciousness of an expert had roused her.
Yun Qing was deeply poisoned by then, and the magical power within her had already scattered. When she sensed the aura of Sima Zimo as he slowly approached her, she knew what awaited her. Besides, what place did pity have on the Heavenly Demon Grassland?
From the moment she set foot on the path of cultivation, she had known of its unfathomable dangers. She had killed far too many people, and now it was her turn to be killed.
She simply watched Sima Zimo approach in silence. Yet when he reached her, he did not immediately shatter the defensive formation, which was already on the verge of collapse. Looking at the woman leaning against the tree, he saw a calm acceptance of life and death in her eyes as she looked back at him.
This made Sima Zimo furrow his brow. The way Yun Qingmei gazed at him suddenly reminded him of his Dao Companion, who had died long ago.
It was not that Yun Qing resembled his Dao Companion. Their appearances were actually quite different. Rather, the look in Yun