Shadows flickered in the cave, revealing figures clad in black and red robes. They stared at Ye Fusheng with surprise, then their gaze shifted to Jiang Caimeng.,Ginger clay, hundreds of demonic auras surged from all directions towards Ye Fusheng, but they only reached his side and couldn't get any closer.,Yè Fúshēng stared at her: ‘So, I have to kill you!’。