Dawn broke on the horizon, and the strange human faces all retreated into the flowers.
It was as if nothing had happened. The area was silent, suffused with an eerie tranquility.
Song Wanning frowned. She now realized that aside from these strange flowers, there were only towering trees in the vicinity—not a single blade of grass.
It showed just how domineering these flowers were, having plundered every last bit of life from the area.
After a long while, once they confirmed there were no other anomalies, Song Wanning and Baili Shang leaped down from the tree. They returned to the side of the human-faced flower. After a full night, the face within the flower's center seemed to have grown even more vivid.
They weren't sure if it was just their imagination.
The expressions of the two grew increasingly grim.
"I'm afraid this is beyond our ability to handle. Let's leave for now. We can come back and check on it later if we get the chance."
