Shui Ruolan rushed toward the cliff face, but the massive boulders constantly tumbling down the mountain kept her from getting any closer. She could only stare anxiously at the rock pile, praying Shen Haoran's group was unharmed.
"Hmph. How can a firefly's glow compete with the radiance of the moon? They truly overestimated themselves." Xue Chentian sneered, looking toward the four whose auras had vanished. The blood-red Spiritual Power enveloping his body slowly receded.
"Hmph, what's there to be so smug about? Don't forget, you still have to deal with me!" Unable to sense the auras of Shen Haoran and his friends, Shui Ruolan's eyes turned crimson. Rage and grief consumed her. She shot a cold glare at Xue Chentian as an icy aura erupted from her, freezing the very air around them.
