On the vast, white landscape of her Sea of Consciousness.
With a cold and stern expression, Qing Yueqiu walked over to a place where a prominent crack had appeared on the surface.
As if sensing her arrival, a mocking voice sounded from below.
"Heh..."
Wisps of black qi seeped out from the crack, like countless tiny hands trying to grab Qing Yueqiu's pale ankles.
Qing Yueqiu's gaze went cold. She ruthlessly stomped down with her white, gold-embroidered boots, and the black qi instantly let out a pained SIZZLE, dissipating into smoke.
Her knuckles, clenched tight, turned white. Suppressed anger churned in the depths of her eyes.
"Ji Shenyun, you're incorrigible! I had just suppressed you, and you're already trying to stir up trouble!"
"You pathetic little stray~" a raspy voice drifted up from the depths, thick with cloying malice. "Did you really think... you could hide it for long?"
