Baili An carefully sensed the exact location of the Ghost Flute boy and thought to himself that finding Ning Feiyan within seven days based on the boy's position shouldn't be difficult.
Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, an indescribable ominous pressure surged from behind him, like storm and lightning, crossing mountains and seas with astonishing power and speed, spreading everywhere.
Within the pressure, it carried a chilling murderous intent like countless needles!
The hair on Baili An's back stood up on end.
It's her!
Demon Lord Arao!
Baili An's face changed dramatically, urgently saying to the woman in his arms: "Quickly disperse the domain and retract your yang spirit!"
Yun Rong's perception was at least as strong as Baili An's. Almost the moment he spoke, she spread her hands to disperse the domain, and a silver-white gleam merged into her brow.
In an instant, the space was compressed and shattered, terrifying sounds like mountains collapsing echoed.
