In the golden light curtain-shrouded desert, six puppets were linked together with blood-red chains, forming an array, the knife light fierce, killing intent soaring to the heavens.
When the outlines of those Tier Three Puppets came into view, the Saintess of Cang Yue trembled violently, her pupils constricted abruptly, and the icy aura around her went berserk to the extreme.
The scene of humiliation from ten years ago exploded in her mind like a festering sore.
In the dense forest outside the Yuan State City, she was bound by that thief with strange chains, all protective magical treasures destroyed, even the last life-saving card bestowed by her master turned to ashes.
What pierced her heart the most was her bare body exposed before the enemy, her life-bound spirit pet, the Seven-Colored Luan Bird, was brutally slain, and its True Spirit Essence Blood was taken.
Such was the humiliation she had never suffered as the Saintess of Cangyuan Holy Land.
