"Damn you, Pei Yuhang! You ruined my plans!"
Rage blazed in Ji Shenyun's eyes, her beautiful face twisting in fury. She gritted her teeth, her silver hair whipping wildly in the wind while her blood-stained, dark robes snapped in the churning waves of energy.
Just as Ji Shenyun was about to dive down and unleash her fury on Pei Yuhang, a brilliant golden Sword Qi appeared before her, as vast as the celestial river pouring from the heavens.
"You—"
Feeling the terrifying power within the Sword Qi, Ji Shenyun whipped her head around, her pupils contracting sharply.
Bathed in the golden light of the collective will of the people, Qing Yueqiu looked as holy as the Nine Heavens Profound Lady. But her once-clear eyes now brimmed with icy killing intent.
"Demoness! You dare defile my Master? I will suppress you!"
Qing Yueqiu's lips parted. Enraged to her limit, her voice was like shattering ice.
"All citizens of the Zhao Kingdom, lend me your strength!"
