Her eyes showed no emotion, neither sorrow nor joy, no compassion nor disgust.
It was as if all things in the world were just insignificant specks of dust to her.
Not worth lingering over, nor worth staying for.
It was not Sage Death who orchestrated everything behind the scenes, but rather...
Sage's Judgment!
Sage's Judgment, Yue Fuyi.
"Finally..." Yue Fuyi gripped the silver heavy sword in her hand, slowly raising it, pointing at the center of Ying Zijin's brow, "At this moment."
She said quietly, "Among so many sages, only you, I really do not wish to be your enemy."
The combat strength of the Wheel of Destiny among the Twenty-Two Sages was only considered moderate.
But Ying Zijin's abilities were too strong.
Divine Calculator of the World.
Who wouldn't need it?
Ying Zijin's gaze remained calm, without any surprise: "So it's you after all."
