Afterthought

At that moment, everything seemed quiet, one sound after another slowly tuning out. Although the barrier protecting her consciousness weakened, it had not fallen yet. 

The Witch narrowed her eyes, noticing that something was amiss. 

"What is she trying to do?"

Her hands slowed as an ominous feeling arose within her, but she didn't stop, clapping from a safe distance. 

On one end it was pride that kept her from leaving but on the other, this was the disciple of her 

Looking inward, Ming Yue focused on her Mental Force, sensing the Witch's power and tracing it back. In a battle of one's consciousness, she was not helpless against the old woman. And if she couldn't catch her, she'd have to try something different. 

What came next was dangerous. incredibly dangerous.

The red hue of Blood Moon glowed ever so brightly as the energy of the Sword Dao manifested itself, traveling up to her mind.