Amid their conversation, the surrounding five cubic meters of light-shaped birdcage twisted and transformed, intensifying with terrifying pressure, closing in on the four.
Swish—
In an instant, the Light Cage contracted, wrapping around Jiang Qiue's body like a hemp rope, and then lifted her into the air.
Yet, Jiang Qiue merely lifted her gaze casually, the Five-tailed Holy Blue Mark on her brow blazed brilliantly once more, and the three around her scattered swiftly.
Her figure suspended in mid-air, her long hair dancing wildly, the fox tail behind her blue dress swayed gracefully, truly resembling an immortal fox descending to the mortal realm, exuding an otherworldly aura, distant and indifferent.
"Leave." Her red lips calmly parted, releasing a single tranquil, ethereal syllable, and the imprisoning light flow shattered like a mirror, exploding with a boom into pieces.
Outside the Babel Tower.
"Ten minutes have passed."
