Demon Refining Domain.
Before the large-scale Space Wormhole in the far north.
A River of Fresh Blood formed from a vast amount of scarlet sword-shadows had blocked this Space Wormhole tightly shut like a coiled dragon. At the very front of the sword formation—
A tall, shapely figure stood there.
She wore a fiery-red Mist Gauze Inner Robe, with Ink-Black Mysterious Sleeves draped over her shoulders. Her snow-white jade arms were faintly visible, her breasts full, her curves pert and peachlike, and three thousand strands of green silk fell past her hips.
Tasseled agate and jade ornaments hung from the corners of the Phoenix Luan Crown atop her head, dangling down to her chest. Her oval face should have been soft and captivating, yet at this moment, it was cold and indifferent as an ice mountain.
Her brows were filled with disgust for repetitive work.
Clearly, she was very dissatisfied with the current situation.
If this woman was not Qing Qing, who else could she be?
At that moment, her slender jade fingers were flicking the Immortal Locking Tower up and down like a marble. After rolling once, it would steadily stand upon her fingertip again, while her other hand was shaped like a claw.
She furtively aimed into the air at the Blood Cocoon ahead and pinched viciously several times.
There was defiance, there was resentment.
But more than that, it was an emotional vent. She only dared do it secretly; openly, she naturally did not dare.
That Blood Cocoon was precisely Wang Yu, who had entered a metamorphic state after using the insect crystals. When he seized the Ice Phoenix Bloodline through Dao Seizing, it had only been low grade, but that absolutely had not been its upper limit.
Rather, the individual chosen as the target for seizure