Chương 697: Binding the Cloud

A long time had passed.

The Round Turtle suddenly craned his neck to look up at the night sky.

The Dead Dog also took a look.

Jing Jiu raised his eyebrows.

They had heard a faint "eh"; it seemed that the Snow Girl had encountered something.

The black thread in the sky had already broken off, and the terrifying storm in the Thunder Region had gradually dissipated after losing its target.

The world seemed to have returned to its former normality.

Yet, the faint "eh" was still echoing in their minds, sounding like distant thunder.

The rest of the crowd didn't hear the faint "eh"; all they heard was the last laughter and words the Snow Girl uttered.

"I didn't expect her to speak human language…" murmured Zhuo Rusui.

He was even a bit dazed by the shocking feeling even though he was a carefree swordsman, so one could imagine what it was that the Cultivation practitioners felt.