The King of Hell's breath slammed into her, but it had no effect and instantly dissipated.,Just watch, the breath of the King Yama dissipated once again like smoke. The protective shield, imbued with a faint glow, remained motionless, not even its brilliance dimming in the slightest.,"Half a year had passed, and the demons within me were suppressed. It was coincidentally the old man's death anniversary, so I returned to the village to pay my respects. However, upon arrival, I found his grave flattened and transformed into a latrine for the entire village's filth. Furious, I argued with them, only to be mocked by the whole village."。