A middle-aged woman, 40 to 50 years old, stood before them. She was very tall and extremely thin, with sunken cheekbones that gave her a malnourished appearance.
Her gaze was profound, yet tinged with a hint of madness.
"I didn't expect you to arrive so soon! It's a pity the water wasn't released, but that's fine. I can use it myself!"
Yang Liya took the lead, flashing forward in an instant and throwing a punch!
"Disperse!"
WHOOSH!
A polar light erupted from Zhuang Yanshan's body. The Sixth Tier Yang Liya actually failed to gain an advantage; a single blow repelled her, sending her back to the doorway!
"Her strength is somewhat strange!"
As Zhuang Yanshan gazed around, the walls of the entire hall began to ignite with purple Netherflame.
These Netherflames continuously forced Lu Luo and the others back, not stopping until they were pushed to the edge of the door.
The people rushing in now weren't just Hunters; Church members were also among them.
