In the chaotic funeral parlor, a white light suddenly flashed, illuminating the panicked crowd. Immediately after, a gust of wind struck an owl flying in the air. Everyone heard a scream, and then saw the monster circle and fall to the ground, twitching a few times before lying still.
All eyes turned to Wu Xiang, who walked calmly towards the creature.
There was no demonic energy on it; it was clearly not from the Three Realms Tablet.
Luan Yu.
A temporal rift.
She knew the whole story. If what she knew was correct, these things shouldn't appear in the Three Thousand Worlds anymore. Now that they had, it meant Luan Yu was losing control. Su Dan Novel Network.
“What was that just now?”
Wu Xiang looked at the hand grabbing hers, shook it off forcefully, and her gaze fell on the jet-black owl on the ground. "You have time to worry about me?"
Li Xiaoxian withdrew his hand, his throat bobbed, and he slowly squatted down, reaching out to poke the thing.
"Slap."
Wu Xiang slapped his hand away, then grabbed the owl by its neck and lifted it from the ground. All the flashlights shone on the owl, and only then did everyone see its true form.
“Is that an owl? Why does it have so many wings?”
The thing was clearly not dead. Its wide, staring eyes followed its head as it turned, finally fixing on the person holding it.
“Bad woman!”
The shrill human voice made everyone recoil.
They all saw it open its mouth and speak, and were terrified.
“It’s a monster!”
“It’s a monster, only monsters can get in!”
“No wonder it could get in through such a small window when we’d sealed the door. This must be a monster!”
“…”
Amidst the frightened chatter, everyone wanted to flee this terrifying place.
Li Xiaoxian, seeing the calm Wu Xiang and the panicked police officers, impatiently yelled, “All of you, shut up!”
Seeing the others exchange glances and finally quiet down, he turned to Wu Xiang. “What is this thing?”
“Monster! Monster, bad woman!”
Wu Xiang smacked it on the head. The little monster quieted down aggrievedly, casting a furtive glance at her, its eyes a mixture of fear and anger.
“Did you escape from that place?”
The little monster didn’t answer.
Wu Xiang thought for a moment, then released the little glutinous rice ball. She let the two stare at each other for a while, then poked its fluffy butt. “Can you send it back? Or contact Luan Yu and have her come over.”
The Void-Beast nodded adorably. Its small body swayed as it took two steps forward, and then, to everyone’s stunned gaze, its mouth, which had been a narrow slit, opened hundreds of times wider, like a black hole, and swallowed the strangely shaped creature in front of it in one gulp.
Everyone stared, dumbfounded.
“Burp.”
The little glutinous rice ball patted its belly. A faint stream of light pulsed on its body, and its eyes became brighter.
Wu Xiang: “…”
“Can we go now?”
This little guy had exhausted its spiritual energy carrying her here. It hadn’t recovered much during this time. After eating that monster, it seemed much better.
“How about we wait for more to come out, and you can eat another one?”
The little glutinous rice ball patted its round belly with its paws, indicating it couldn't eat any more.
“Then hurry up and go. If we’re any later, this place will be in chaos.”
White light emanated from the little glutinous rice ball, gradually enveloping it and growing brighter. Finally, with a flash of white light, it disappeared from its spot.
While the crowd was surprised, their attention was quickly drawn to the monsters appearing in the funeral parlor.
It was a cat about the size of a Bengal tiger, completely black. Its fur looked as if it had rolled in mud and swamps, matted in strands and emitting a faint stench. Dozens of blood-red eyes on its strangely numerous heads stared intently at Wu Xiang. Even though others weren’t the targets, they were still terrified.
“Ah!”
The strange cat leaped lightly, its sharp claws slashing ferociously towards Wu Xiang’s face. Wu Xiang dodged, her gaze falling on the spot where the cat had appeared. Blue light seemed to flicker in the air, and the space warped as if countless mirrors had been placed within it. Black fur squeezed out of the distorted space, one by one.
“Bang!” In his panic, someone fired a shot there.
“Take them out!” The white light in Wu Xiang’s hand condensed into a long sword, and with one slash, she cut the attacking monster in half.
No matter how high Li Xiaoxian’s self-esteem, he understood that what was happening now was beyond his capabilities. He quickly organized the police officers to leave the funeral parlor, while he himself stood guard at the door with his gun, preventing anything from escaping.
The small funeral parlor was illuminated brightly by the spiritual energy from Wu Xiang. The countless oddly shaped monsters emerging from the distorted temporal rift were all pounced upon and became her sword’s vanquished souls.
Having witnessed how many such creatures existed in other dimensions, she knew she would be at a disadvantage if she continued fighting like this. So, she shouted to the people at the door, “Come and help me.”
This was the protagonist of this world; he wouldn't die so easily.
Li Xiaoxian also realized that these things were just strangely shaped. They could be killed with guns. Gritting his teeth, he walked over and helped Wu Xiang draw fire next to her.
Meanwhile, Wu Xiang, with a single hand, drew a seal. White flowing light followed her fingers, quickly forming a circular barrier around the temporal rift. The monsters that tried to squeeze out were then caught between the barrier and the rift, unable to move, roaring in anguish.
Their cries affected the other monsters, causing them to attack the two men more desperately. Wu Xiang’s seal was not yet complete. Li Xiaoxian, firing his gun while also engaging in hand-to-hand combat, was accidentally caught off guard by a monster that pounced on him. Then, he saw the original strange cat lunging towards Wu Xiang’s neck. He instinctively fired, but the gun was out of bullets.
“Watch out!”
At this critical moment, a golden light suddenly flew in from outside, flipping the strange cat to the ground. The sword, radiating with colorful light, seemed to be controlled by someone, and in a few swift movements, it sliced down the monsters around Wu Xiang. Li Xiaoxian rolled over and pinned the monster beneath him, pounding it with his fists until it was dead.
Wu Xiang retracted her hand, and Li Xiaoxian got up from the ground, dusting himself off. There were streaks of blood on his face, and his fist was broken. He looked somewhat disheveled.
The sword stopped in front of Wu Xiang. She asked, “When will they be back?”
The sword spun in the air. Wu Xiang understood and her mouth twitched, her forehead clearly etched with the word "speechless."
“Are you alright?”
Wu Xiang glanced at him. “You should worry about yourself first.”
Li Xiaoxian: “…” Forget it, a gentleman doesn’t argue with a woman.
“What is this?”
“None of your business.”
She walked towards the exit. Li Xiaoxian quickly followed, asking, “How is it none of my business? You clearly know these things, and that little monster, where did it go? Since you and that woman arrived here, so many bizarre murders have occurred in Hai City, and now these monsters are appearing. I have reason to suspect that these things were caused by you, you…”