When everything returned to silence, blood had already stained the entire continent, slowly, slowly flowing.
The corpses soaked in the pool of blood, a foul stench permeating the air.
Yu Suo safely made her way back to the Heavenly Palace, her shoes and clothes splattered with blood, even her face bore traces of it.
She gazed upon the catastrophic scene she had never witnessed before, calling out her sister Yu Qie's name.
"Will she be okay?" Princess Jinrou asked worriedly.
Chu Mu pointed to the direction where the corpses piled into mountains.
A squad of high-level Forbidden Guards donned in white armor, a flock of white giant dragons soaring in the sky, enveloped a blood-drenched girl as they slowly emerged.
In Yu Suo's memory, her older sister had always been tranquil and composed. She had never seen her like this—akin to a goddess of slaughter—nor had she ever seen her exhibit such exhaustion.
