Capítulo 497: 497, (first update)

The atmosphere in the air seemed to quiet down in an instant.

The Elder looked at the long knife, now just inches away, brought to an abrupt halt right in front of his head, mere millimeters away. The sharp edge of the blade, under the illumination of the crystal lamp, flashed with a chilling glint that made one's heart tremble.

He took in a sharp breath.

A moment later, and he would have become a soul beneath the blade.

Fortunately, heaven doesn't seal off all paths.

Mo Qingyi's hand, gripping the hilt of the knife, was slightly trembling. She closed her eyes and finally retracted the long knife into a whip, then hooked it onto her waist. Only then did she look up and see that a woman in black had appeared inside the room at some point, holding a burning lantern. The pale blue flames reflected off her face, casting an eerie glow.

She wore a grotesque mask on the left half of her face, which at a fierce glance, was enough to send a shiver down someone's spine.