Waking up from her hangover, Nángōng Yǐngyuè learned that Lin Feng and the others had already headed to the Misty Forest to explore the ruins. She immediately grumbled to the City Lord, "Father, why didn't you find a way to wake me up? I wanted to go to the ruins with Lin Feng too! I might have been a great help." Nángōng Ào smiled helplessly and said, "Yǐngyuè, you were heavily drunk at the time and no matter how we called you, you wouldn't wake up. Besides, this trip to the ruins is fraught with danger, and Father was just worried about your safety."
Meanwhile, in front of the ruins, Nángōng Qiàn'ér was intently studying how to open the massive stone gates. Suddenly, a rustling sound echoed from all around. A pack of wolf-like beasts, their bodies engulfed in eerie green flames, burst out from every direction. Moving at lightning speed, these beasts surrounded Lin Feng and his companions in an instant.
Nángōng Qiàn'ér's expression turned stern as a purplish-red whip materialized in her hand. The whip was wreathed in flames that crackled with a sizzling sound. "My Purple Fire Blood Shadow Whip hasn't tasted fresh blood in a long time. Today, I'll use the blood of you beasts to feed my whip," Nángōng Qiàn'ér shouted angrily. The moment the whip appeared, the surrounding temperature soared instantly. The purple flames blazed fiercely, radiating a formidable coercive pressure. With a sharp cry, she charged into the pack of beasts first. Flicking her wrist, she made the Purple…
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