Outside Mountain Village, in the stream where Human-faced Fish gathered.
"(Human-faced Fish language) Is it over? Did the Great Fate Master win?"
"(Human-faced Fish language) Did any of you clearly see the appearance of that blood mist?"
"(Human-faced Fish language) It seemed like a fox? A fox with many tails?"
...
The Human-faced Fish were whispering in the water, completely unconcerned whether Li Boyang could win this battle.
On the contrary, the only conscious pregnant woman beside them finally confirmed the goodwill of the Human-faced Fish.
Because if the Human-faced Fish hadn't promptly dragged the villagers to the creek's edge.
The recent collapse alone would have been sufficient to cause unimaginable casualties.
Just when the pregnant woman, full of relief and gratitude, looked toward the Human-faced Fish, a light shout came from the distant village.
"Ho!"
In the next second, Li Boyang rose into the air, a cloud forming beneath his feet.
