Chapter 732 – So She Thought (I) (1/2)

Chapter 732 – So She Thought (I)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The experts present were from the military, the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, and the Department for Purging Officials. They had experienced countless life-or-death battles and seen countless wretched sights. Logically speaking, the most terrifying of scenes should not have made their hearts beat in fear, yet this black-clothed girl licking the blood on the corner of her lips made them feel an unprecedented fear.

Some people of weaker will even began to tremble. This fear surpassed all experience and rationality and originated from the very depths of their souls. It was like countless years before they had even been born, this fear had been branded on their souls in the realm above the starry sky.

The girl stood in the snow, her feet bare, her ankles dragging along two chains. She looked just like a prisoner and was very easily pitied, but right now, everyone at the entrance of the lane did not have the mind to notice these details. They had already been frozen into blocks of ice by her eyes and her display of power.

In that rain of blood and flesh, those eyes of colored glass, whether they contained madness or unease, reminiscence or fear, transformed into only cold indifference.

An indifference towards death.

This was far too frightening. Just who was she?

Many people had already noticed that this girl possessed a pair of monstrously beautiful vertical pupils. Could this be some great monster that had hidden itself from the world? Was it somehow related to White Emperor City?

Some people subconsciously turned to the middle part of Hundred Flowers Lane. Xiao De, the strongest expert of the demi-humans' middle generation, was currently there.

When these people turned to Xiao De, they were given yet another shock.

Xiao De was currently acting very strangely, as if he had been taken by some serious disease. His face was pale, and even in the late winter, he was constantly sweating. Countless streams of steam were rising up from his hair and leather gown and evaporating into the night sky, yet none of it could hide the shock and fear in his eyes.

As a great general of the demi-humans and expert of the Proclamation of Liberation, Xiao De naturally had confidence in himself. Even if he were facing off against the despair-inducing Wang Po who he had never once defeated, he would not have been frightened into this state…only when he had met the middle-aged scholar that was the Demon Lord by the stream in Mount Han did he have a similar reaction!

The crowd was stunned at this sight and once more called out a question in their minds.

Just who was she?

Everyone looked in horror at the black-clothed girl at the entrance of the lane.

Something unexpected occurred.

The girl suddenly bent over and began to vomit.

She was constantly vomiting as if only by vomiting out all the contents of her body would she finally feel comfortable.

After some time, she seemed to feel better and straightened her body.

But when she saw the mess on the ground, two red smears of anger appeared on her snow-white face.

She began to stamp her feet, grumbling about something the entire time as her black hair wildly danced around her. She looked just like a little girl that had been irritated or wronged and seemed very angry.

Her bare snow-white feet incessantly stamped on the snow, the chains constantly clinking.

Boomboomboomboom!

It was like thunder was constantly exploding in the lane. The snow shook and the world was uneasy. The cold air was incredibly compressed and then escaped into the distance.

An unimaginably powerful Qi appeared, tearing away at all things as she stamped her feet. Whether it was the softest snow or the hardest stone, whether it was the array just laid down last night or the old southern wall of Hundred Flowers Lane built three hundred years ago, it all fractured into the finest of pieces under this terrifying Qi.

The experts concealed in the snow and the darkness dared not linger. One by one, they were forced out and shot like arrows into the distance.

For a moment, the area outside the Orthodox Academy was filled with howls of air and panicked shouts.

After some time, the girl stopped stamping her feet. She stood with her head lowered, her chest slowly rising and falling.

The snow around the entrance of the lane had completely vanished, and the filth left by her vomit had also disappeared, leaving only the ground.

Ten-some deep cracks marred the ground, with hot air rising from all of them.