After escaping from the oppressive aura of the Golden Crow, Jiang Ruixiao was still experiencing waves of palpitations. She knew she had genuinely been close to dying; that kind of dread felt deep within her soul she had only experienced before her death in her past life.
What exactly was that thing? Why was it so powerful? Was Ye Qiu's luck really that strong? Obviously, she had already snatched almost everything, so how could Ye Qiu still find something better?
Jiang Ruixiao couldn't help but feel a surge of intense jealousy, and wisps of black energy appeared in her eyes, something that even her side companion Chen Nanjin hadn't noticed.
"Junior Sister, we should return to the sect first! Ye Qiu is not easy to deal with right now. I'm afraid she'll catch up. That spiritual beast is very powerful; we're no match for her," Chen Nanjin said, furrowing his brows. "Moreover, we didn't bring Junior Brother Chen and the others out with us. I'm afraid other sects..."
