A Pre-Cataclysm civilization

In the gloomy forest, the rustling leaves seemed to suggest that there were some horrible creatures shuttling through the canopies. Everyone held their breaths as they kept their eyes on that strange, white figure in front of them. It was as though they were afraid that their "aura" would provoke it into attacking them.

Why was there a woman scratching a tree with her back facing them in a place like this? Nobody could understand it.

But the more they couldn't explain it, the greater their fears.

Next to him, Ren Xiaosu found that Yang Xiaojin looked very nervous for the first time. He could see her pursing her lips while her knuckles turned white from gripping the gun so tightly.

Xu Xianchu's shadow clone was standing right in front of him. It seemed that it was guarding against the woman in white in case she suddenly pounced at him. But in reality, that woman was still dozens of meters away from them.