"Kid, I already gave you a good choice, but you just wouldn't listen."
"Since that's the case, don't blame me."
Her voice was always cold, as if she were a Nine Heavens Goddess, aloof and beyond reach.
"Just you, thinking you can kill me? You're far off!" Lin Xuan snorted coldly, pointing his sword skyward, "Today I'll capture you and make you my maid!"
"I want to see, does the Wan Chu Sacred Land still dare to trouble me now?"
Humph!
Hearing this, the Wanchu Saintess snorted coldly, her brows carrying a murderous intent, and a killing aura surged from her body to the heavens.
The other party dared to utter such wild words, wanting to make her his maid—how could she endure this!
So his terrifying aura soared into the sky, the slaughter aura permeating all around.
In an instant, the entire space was frozen.
The surrounding temperature rapidly dropped, the terrifying aura causing everyone to tremble.
