The sky gradually darkened.
Nightfall arrived, and unlike the usual dispersal of white mist, the surrounding ruined buildings remained engulfed in mist, breaking the norm. The key was that night had fallen, and the Demon Beasts that usually appeared were absent tonight, leaving the surroundings in a strange silence.
The suspicious changes made everyone instantly vigilant.
"Venerable Master, what's going on?" some asked in surprise.
The blue-robed Venerable Master finished his breathing and stood up, observing carefully for a long time. Suddenly, his old face looked worse than death. The other old men were equally distressed.
At that moment, they realized something.
At night, it turns out... the Formation was closed!!
"Ha!" There was a faint laugh.
Echoing over the void of the Ruined City, was it a woman's laugh?
