Spirit Palace, Lakeside Pavilion!
Qian Renxue's body suddenly trembled. She quickly set down her teacup and pressed a jade-like hand to her chest.
Her delicate brows knitted slightly, and her golden eyes suddenly narrowed. A sharp killing intent swept forth.
"What's wrong?" Bibi Dong, seated across from her, asked softly upon seeing Qian Renxue like this.
"My heart suddenly stirred. I have the feeling that a mortal enemy has appeared," Qian Renxue said calmly, her brows furrowed.
Just moments ago, her Angel bloodline had begun to surge wildly, and a deep, intense feeling of revulsion had arisen within her for no reason.
This feeling was somewhat similar to what she had felt from Chou Muyi, the Holy Spirit Cult's leader, but far more intense.
For amid that revulsion, she had also sensed a feeling of dread. She had only ever felt such dread from Gu Yuena and from Lu Yuan when he revealed his true strength.
Her divine intuition told her that a storm was coming. Perhaps some enormous trouble was about to descend upon them.
"A mortal enemy?" Bibi Dong murmured, a flicker passing through her pink eyes. "Hasn't the Holy Spirit Cult already been dealt with by Xiao Yuan?"
"Where would another mortal enemy come from?"
Bibi Dong spoke softly, her tone carrying a trace of confusion.
"I don't know, but my feeling cannot be wrong. That palpitation just now gave me immense pressure. I may very well be unable to deal with this trouble."
Qian Renxue's watery golden eyes rippled faintly, but her voice remained calm.
"Even you can't handle it?" Bibi Dong's expression turned serious. Over the past half year, Qian Renxue's strength had increased rapidly.
After absorbing that half of the Angel God Crystal, she had broken through from the peak of Second-Class God to