If this scene were seen by outsiders, they would probably exclaim that this was a demon from the Nine Netherworld!
The black-robed figure snorted coldly, her mood seemingly improved, and continued to move forward.
At this moment, although it was approaching dusk, it was still considered daytime, and the black fog spirits that had begun to emerge had not yet appeared.
Smoothly reaching the depths of the Black Forest Swamp, the black-robed figure closed her eyes and carefully sensed the surroundings.
Afterward, she muttered in some confusion.
"Strange, I clearly sensed through that thing... it should be right here."
With no one else around, the black-robed figure's voice was unmasked, surprisingly a somewhat hoarse yet clear female voice!
After pondering for a moment, the figure in black extended a hand.
Instantly, a withered but well-preserved flower that seemed to carry strands of Nine Nether Qi appeared in her hand!
