The cold silver woman, Shenwu, held a white heart in her hand and murmured softly, "This is True Tianjiu's heart. I never expected it to be connected to you, Fake Tianjiu."
She raised her head and looked at the fifty peerless beauties, her expression cold and merciless.
"Shenwu, what are you trying to do again?"
The fifty beauties spoke at the same time, perfectly in unison, as though they were one whole.
Their voices were beautiful as celestial music, yet incomparably cold.
They looked like the male-female dual bodies of the Huan Tian God Clan. The difference was that they were fifty in one—the most terrifying existence in the history of the Huan Tian God Clan...
"There is something I need you to do. Help me capture someone and bring them to the Huan Tian Emperor Star," Shenwu said coldly.
"Shenwu, do not go too far. Do not treat us as your puppets," the fifty sisters said coldly.
"You may refuse to listen, but you will bear the consequences yourselves." Shenwu sneered and raised her hand. The snow-white heart in her palm was still beating.
At once, all fifty pairs of beautiful eyes focused on that white heart, deep apprehension surfacing in their gazes.
They had long experienced the terror of this white heart.
It was a piercing pain that made all fifty sisters wish they were dead. Once Shenwu tightened her grip around that heart, their own hearts would ache as though they were being sliced to pieces!
It was clear.
The fifty sisters were all displeased with Shenwu's orders.
Yet the existence of that heart left them with no choice but to obey her for now.
"Who are we capturing?" the fifty sisters asked coldly in unison.
Shenwu sneered, then tossed them a jade slip. "The target's information