But it was too late.
Bai Sinan’s field of vision suddenly twisted, and the surrounding scenery peeled away like a shattered mirror. In its place appeared countless writhing, distorted shadows—monsters with bodies as thin as bamboo poles but limbs disproportionately thick, their mouths, split to the ears, filled with jagged fangs.
"Damn it! Get back!" She flicked three silver needles, but as the tips pierced the monsters' bodies, a familiar groan of pain echoed in the air.
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