Baiyu spat out the seawater accumulated in his abdomen, and the blood qi overflowed from his body, evaporating the moisture from his clothes.
He turned around.
Outside the spirit array filled with golden runes, a giant exuding an ancient and timeworn aura was staring at the two of them with enormous eyes.
On the giant's shoulder.
A woman of the Demon Race, with two goat horns on her head and deep purple skin, gazed at Baiyu, a hint of surprise and admiration in her eyes.
She pointed a finger at Baiyu, then made a throat-slitting gesture across her own neck.
Then.
The terrifying giant vanished beyond the light curtain.
"Did she... did she remember us?"
Meng Siyu's face darkened, a trace of fear sprouting in her pupils.
Being targeted by such a giant-manipulating foreigner was definitely not a good thing.
A personage of that level wouldn't usually pay attention to small fries like them!
