He walked over and carefully observed the clay figure before him. After a moment, he shook his head and thought, 'It's not a living person. Can it be that no one in this entire city is alive?'
People couldn't just turn into clay figures. In all his time in Nanxing Prefecture, and in all the records he had ever studied, Shen Bai had never heard of such a thing.
Now that this had happened, he guessed that perhaps nothing here was a living creature.
It was highly likely that every person he could see was not, in fact, alive.
Just as Shen Bai was entertaining this thought, a faint sigh echoed from within Ruo Shui City.
Even from such a distance, Shen Bai could hear it with perfect clarity.
Shen Bai drew Cold Moon.
He felt a terrifying pressure bear down on him, as heavy as a mountain.
'I'm no match for this.'
It was the first time in his life Shen Bai had ever felt such terror.
