PREVIEW
... Mengxue’s long hair danced without wind, like a Demon God who had traversed from ancient times.
But within her eyes was a purity of darkness that was extreme.
There was neither joy nor anger, without a ripple.
She just floated quietly mid-air.
Perfect like a piece of artwork.
Everyone from the Dark Council was stupefied.
...
However, just then, a long spear condensed from Holy Light flew across the sky, thrusting straight toward Fan Mengxu ...
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