"Ding!"
The swiftly flying Fire Arrow was blocked by a round Red Mist Shield.
Du Yu's eyes narrowed. The Red-robed People could even piece together shields from the mist? This level of difficulty was far beyond the Demon Taming Prentice Level!
"Pull the Black-robed People back." Lin Shiwei was on high alert, giving a quiet order.
The Rose Double Spirit on her shoulder immediately extended a Flower Vine, entangling the Black-robed Person struggling to crawl on the ground.
As he was dragged, the Black-robed Person left behind a dense trail of Black Mist on the ground, like a long bloodstain.
"Ah!"
"Ah..." Exclamations rang out across the night market street, joined by a burst of screeching brakes.
As battle erupted on the street, pedestrians screamed and fled in panic.
Yet Du Yu seemed not to notice any of this; he only frowned deeply, staring at that lingering "black mist bloodstain" on the ground.
"Master Qing."
"Speak."
