Song Ciwan stood by the pile of ruins Ye Sheng had pointed to. Instead of answering, she raised a hand and opened the Five Poison Jar.
Black Insects instantly poured from the jar, forming what looked like several long, black whips. With a series of CRACKS and POPS, they shoved aside the messy pile of junk on the ground.
There was nothing of any particular note within the debris.
As for Princess Chunshui's true form, that was nowhere to be seen.
'Princess Chunshui is a person. Is it possible her physical body is actually buried here—'
'No, that's not right!'
'Princess Chunshui might not be human at all!'
In that split second, Song Ciwan swept her Spiritual Sense over the area. Through its unique perspective, she saw Ye Sheng's eyes move ever so slightly.
Instantly, Song Ciwan commanded the swarming Black Insects to change formation. They coalesced into a sharp, shovel-like shape and, with a WHOOSH, plunged toward the ground.
