Dealing with Luo Ji and two male angel scum whose names she could not even remember hardly counted as a proper battle for Ruo Ning.
She had practically defeated each of them in a single move, so there was no way the aftermath would involve energy surges or the earth splitting apart. The only destructive things were the few Scarlet Sword Lights she had slashed out.
Ruo Ning had faced three enemies alone, and in the end, she had even chased their king until he fled in disgrace. This display of overwhelming power was witnessed in full by a Little Angel.
That Little Angel was none other than Yi Tian, whom Ling Xi had mentioned earlier. Fortunately, she was still alive.
Yi Tian possessed a delicate, beautiful face that could drive men mad. She had tied her golden hair into a braid that ran from the back of her head down across her chest, giving her a gentle, demure air. Yet there was a sharp heroism between her brows.
She, Ling Xi, and Fan Xing were all Guardian-level Angels, a rank below high-level angels like Leng. They were only a little over a thousand years old, so they did not know Ruo Ning, who had left Angel City thousands of years ago.
Her injuries were also quite severe. A gruesome wound pierced through her abdomen, and she leaned against a collapsed building. She tried several times to rise and check on the unconscious Leng, but lacked the strength to do so.
A single Male Angel had beaten her into such a miserable state, while that woman in the sky had cut through those bastards like vegetables and even scared the swaggering King Hua Ye out of his wits.
Honestly, Ruo Ning's appearance had deeply shaken Yi Tian. Like a black