The night was as dark as ink, with clouds obscuring the moon.
In the inky darkness, a sinister laughter, neither human nor beast, echoed.
A giant demonic beast slowly emerged, with a blood-red body resembling a huge tiger, wings on both sides, and a long horn on its head.
Su Xin's beautiful eyes were solemn as she spoke gravely: "Qiongqi? Celestial Fall Sect?"
Qiongqi opened its bloody maw, laughing wickedly: "As expected of the Zhenyang Sect Fairy, truly knowledgeable."
As it spoke, dozens of figures appeared around it, and Su Xin revealed a snow-white long sword in her hand, blocking in front of the array.
Zuoqiu laughed: "Fairy, rest assured, we are not interested in the things within the array, what I want is... you!"
Suddenly, Su Xin's ears were filled with strange sounds like a baby's crying.
In just a moment, Su Xin felt her mind become dizzy and her vision gradually blurred.
