Chapter 122: What to Do? Only One Option: Kill.

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"You...!"

Shao Jiayu didn't understand the girl's words, but she had truly been frightened just now.

Yi Qingyan's expression remained quite calm, yet when the little girl smiled, Shao Jiayu seemed to see an enormous shadow rising behind her, beneath which lay an unfathomable abyss and a Hell imprisoning countless tortured spirits.

By the time Shao Jiayu snapped back to reality, she found herself drenched in cold sweat, gulping for air, her mind blank from the suffocating sensation caused by forgetting to breathe for too long. She desperately inhaled fresh air like a drowning person just rescued.

Meanwhile, Yi Qingyan had already walked further into the depths.

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The smell of blood grew stronger, mixed with the stench of decay and rot.