'The Curse Seal on my neck?'
Qing Yueqiu was taken aback for a moment. Even the killing intent in her eyes dissipated like a thin mist in the wind, replaced by a flicker of doubt and contemplation.
'This Banshee... could she know Ji Shenyun?'
Before Qing Yueqiu could answer, she felt the earth begin to tremble violently.
The silver-haired girl's pupils contracted sharply as her gaze swept toward the horizon.
At the edge of the horizon, a grayish-green tide surged forward like a flood, blotting out the sky and earth with its immense and imposing momentum.
It was a countless horde of Cyan Demons, packed so densely it seemed as if they had overrun the entire Great Desert.
Ji Xichan, of course, had also noticed the scene. She bit her lip, her gaze sweeping around like a blade as she searched for any sliver of hope.
However, the Cyan Demons' encirclement had already formed. In every direction were those heart-pounding, grayish-green figures.
