The mist thickened by the lake.
A warm yellow light suddenly flared up, dispelling the darkness and illuminating Sang Que's pale, terrified face.
Sang Que was drenched in cold sweat, kneeling on the ground, gasping for air, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
She looked to her right, her right arm was still there; it turned out that she had never ignited the Exorcism Talisman. From the moment the Yin Child appeared, she had been in a hallucination created by the Evil Mist.
She didn't even know what had just happened; the instant she turned around, an indescribable deep cold, an unnameable fear enveloped her instantly.
Then, she felt a lightness on her shoulder as something forcibly pulled the Yin Child off her.
In the darkness, although there was clearly nothing around, she felt as if she was surrounded by many 'people,' countless fragmented and overlapping whispers emanated from those 'people.'
