"Who?!" Mei Li's expression changed drastically as he looked at Huang Sheng, who was cradling his severed arm and screaming. He couldn't even detect the attacker's location! And where did that flash of sword light that took Huang Sheng's arm even come from?
But in the next moment, Mei Li's pupils constricted. From the wooded mountains, the crisp sound of bells chimed as a mythical Goddess, one who existed only in legend, slowly emerged from the trees. What terrified him most was that her bare feet floated three inches above the ground, never touching it. The chiming came from the bells tied around her ankles.
"Who... who are you?" Fear filled Mei Li's eyes; he felt as if his body were frozen solid. It was the same for Huang Sheng. Agonizing pain shot up from his severed arm, but he dared not make a sound. The mysterious woman's attire resembled that of the Saintess from the legends of Southern Sky!
This woman was none other than Li Lingqing.
