Xinyao was genuinely frightened by Jinyue's illusion technique.
She had been standing triumphantly on Yino, but in the blink of an eye, Xinyao suddenly felt the scene before her grow blurry.
She rubbed her eyes, only to discover that the young man beneath her feet was suddenly engulfed in black flames. At the same time, ancient and demonic curse marks spread across his entire body like writhing snakes.
Xinyao jumped in shock. She had never seen Yino like this before.
The demonic aura, as terrifying and ominous as an abyss, caused Xinyao to instinctively step back. She tried to withdraw her leg, but when she applied force, she felt an incredibly terrifying grip.
It was as if her foot had sunk into quicksand.
Xinyao looked up and saw that Yino had already sat up. One of his hands, transformed into abyssal black flames, was firmly gripping her ankle.
No matter how hard Xinyao struggled, the darkened young man wouldn't release her foot.
