C475 Blood Abyss

As Yuv Ying's voice faded, the enchanting woman clad in black drew a grain of cinnabar from within her garments.

Cradling the cinnabar in her palm, it began to morph rapidly, sprouting roots and shoots right before her eyes, transforming into a miniature tree.

The tree bristled with densely packed branches, each one adorned with sharp, crimson barbs.

"Go."

With a low command