As the voice faded, Silver Wolf's illusory, flickering blue figure completely dissipated into the air.
Acheron gazed at the empty space ahead, remaining silent for a few seconds before slowly withdrawing her gaze.
She raised her eyes, her purple irises once again falling upon the familiar yet strange Muyun City before her.
The top priority now was to find the whereabouts of her younger sister and Song Qianqian as soon as possible.
Acheron quickly scanned her surroundings, but her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt arose in her heart.
In this world, besides the extremely cold and evil aura permeating everywhere, it was actually filled with high concentrations of spiritual energy?
Her gaze subconsciously turned toward the night sky, landing on the seemingly bright and flawless full moon.
Yet, in Acheron's purple pupils, a completely different scene was reflected.
The energy of the entire Muyun City was surging upward frantically, like countless rushing rivers, all eventually converging into the blood moon in the sky that emitted an eerie red light.
The surface of the blood moon was covered with hideous patterns, greedily devouring energy. Every pulsation made the air tremble, exuding a spine-chilling sense of mystery and danger.
"It doesn't even count as a projection for now?"
Acheron's purple eyes narrowed slightly. Her right hand subconsciously rested on the sword guard, her fingertips tightening slightly as her entire aura suddenly became sharp.
But the next second, she slowly released her hand, her fingertips sliding gently along the hilt.
It not only lacked a physical form, but it didn't even count as a projection.
Even if its true form were standing right in front of her, Acheron had no intention of acting.
For one, she had just given her word to Silver Wolf.
Secondly, once she chose to act, what fate this world would face next was an unknown variable.
Thinking of this, Acheron slowly lowered her hand, the fleeting sharpness in her eyes completely receding as she put away the thought of slashing the sky.
"For now, there is no need to delve into the reason behind this."
Having said that, Acheron once again opened her red Oil-paper umbrella, her sword hanging at her waist, and walked away in her high heels.
...
On the other side.
Rumble!!!
"Wait, we were wrong, we deserve to die, please spare our lives!"
"Hmph! Daring to lay a hand on Little Yao and Sister Song, that is simply unforgivable!"
Little Yao let out a dainty shout, her fair and tender little fist clenched tightly as she swung it heavily toward her opponent with a force that could not be underestimated.
The man was terrified and instinctively wanted to retreat, but his body couldn't react in time, and he didn't even have a shred of strength left to resist.
"Splat!"
The soft little fist landed on his chest, yet it erupted with astonishing destructive power.
His chest burst open on the spot like tofu, blood and minced flesh splattering everywhere. The bloody scene was too gruesome to look at.
Fortunately, Little Yao's punch was powerful enough that the splattering debris was swept away by the force of the punch, all of it hitting the wall to the side without staining her at all.
"Little Yao, are you okay?"
Only after confirming that there was no more movement around them did Song Qianqian, who had been hiding behind a utility pole, heave a sigh of relief. She hurried over to Little Yao, reached out to hold her shoulders, and nervously scanned her body.
Little Yao immediately lifted her little face, revealing two sweet dimples. She patted her own flat chest and said crisply, "Sister Song, don't worry, Little Yao is fine! Little Yao will always protect Sister Song!"
"Our Little Yao is so well-behaved." Song Qianqian couldn't help but smile as she reached out to gently stroke her head.
Yet, her gaze still uncontrollably swept over the eye-catching blood on the ground, causing her stomach to churn.
Although it wasn't the first time she had seen such a scene, the corner of Song Qianqian's mouth still twitched uncontrollably.
These guys probably never imagined until their deaths that this white-haired loli in front of them, who looked soft, cute, and frail enough to be pushed over, had actually maxed out her Strength attribute.
"Sister Song, what should we do next?"
Hearing this, Song Qianqian furrowed her brows slightly and subconsciously looked around.
Not long ago, Song Qianqian had still been holding Little Yao's soft little hand as the two walked side by side along a familiar street when, suddenly, a wave of dizziness struck them.
By the time they regained their senses, they found themselves in this eerie Muyun City.
Having experienced a cultivation world, Song Qianqian immediately realized that she must have accidentally entered a mystic realm again.
While lamenting her terrible luck, she had to be grateful that at least she had this little girl, Little Yao, by her side.
Song Qianqian sighed lightly, her gaze sweeping over the "corpses" on the ground.
During this time, it was unclear whether Song Qianqian and Little Yao were lucky or unlucky, as they had encountered five or six so-called Ability Users in succession.
But this was not good news.
These people seemed to have been trapped here earlier than them, and because they couldn't escape this world, they carried a desperate, malevolent aura.
Upon seeing two young girls, one gentle and graceful, the other soft and cute, their eyes instantly became murky and greedy.
The result was self-evident. Those guys with ill intentions were beaten into pulp by Little Yao, one punch each. It was miserable to behold.
Song Qianqian stood to the side, already able to look away and watch all of this with a calm expression.
"Let's continue moving forward, but we must be careful. Don't force yourself."
Upon hearing this, Little Yao blinked her big, round eyes and tilted her head in confusion.
"Since Sister Song is worried, why don't we just hide in place? If we stay here and don't move, won't we avoid running into bad guys?"
Song Qianqian shook her head firmly and reached out to gently stroke Little Yao's head, her tone steady and determined.
"Sister Acheron will definitely come to find us. Before she finds us, since we have the ability to protect ourselves, rather than waiting passively, it's better to actively search for her! This way, we can reunite with her sooner, and it will also make her worry less."
Of course, there was the most important reason she didn't mention. Given Acheron's sense of direction, if they really stayed in place and waited, they might wait until the end of time, and Acheron might still not find this place.
Song Qianqian silently complained in her heart, but her face remained calm.
After all, Acheron was usually so reliable. It was better not to let Little Yao know about this "family shame."
...
Therefore, the current Muyun City was simply an alternative kind of prison.
One could only enter, but not leave.
"Nani?!! It's actually that scary?!"
Stelle clutched her head with both hands, her eyes wide as copper bells, her mouth open wide enough to fit a fist, her entire face written with "disbelief."
Seeing Stelle in this state, the two men and one woman immediately began to complain miserably in unison.
"That's right, big sister, we've been trapped here for several hours."
"Please, let us go. We really don't have any malicious intent!"
"Not to mention whether there is an exit here, even if there were, in such a huge city, it would take forever to find it!"
However, the three people's desperate pleas for mercy did not stir the slightest ripple in Stelle's heart.
The exaggerated expression of shock from just a moment ago vanished in an instant.
The three, who had already been beaten black and blue, were terrified out of their wits upon seeing this. They scrambled backward with all their might, their backs pressed tightly against the cold wall, not daring to even breathe loudly.
"No, big sister, we are all fellow sufferers in the same boat. Why make things difficult for each other!"
"Miss, since we are all women, do you have the heart to do it?"
Bang!
After a dull thud, the woman immediately collapsed and fell fast asleep.
The two men's hearts instantly turned cold.
"You are being unreasonable! You promised not to act if we told you everything we knew!"
"You..."
Bang! Bang!
With two more crisp sounds, the world completely returned to peace.
Stelle twisted her wrist, and the metal baseball bat spun stylishly, the body of the bat slicing through the air with a faint whistling sound.
"Hmph, reasoning with me? Sorry, my baseball bat is the reason!"