The long street was still bustling with a constant, lively stream of people.
But before the Cloud Pattern Jade Carriage, there was only silence. It was as if no one had noticed the scene that had suddenly unfolded.
Both the Linglong Commander and Hu Heng were trembling with fear, their minds filled with terror. They felt suppressed by a vast and immense power, their bodies frozen cold, completely unable to move.
The mysterious woman in white merely swept her gaze over them before looking away.
But her expression was one of profound indifference, as if in her eyes, they were nothing more than insignificant ants that she could crush at will.
All sorts of chilling emotions roiled in their hearts. A coppery tang rose in their throats. Under the pressure of her aura, it felt as though their bones were about to break, emitting faint, cracking tremors.
