"Look at what you've done!" Justitia's expression turned incomparably grim. Standing downwind, she had already caught the lingering scent of blood in the air.
Though they were separated by quite a distance, the bloody smell remained overpowering. One could imagine how many people had died where it had happened, and Justitia could tell that all of it was divine blood.
Fan Mei Nan and Shen Xixi exchanged a glance, their expressions darkening as well. Without a doubt, something had changed on Zhang Heng's side. Unlike Justitia, however, neither of them knew whose blood that scent belonged to. But judging from the Goddess of Justice's current reaction, the bloody aura probably had not come from Zhang Heng.
Yet neither of them could feel relieved. They were both fairly close to Zhang Heng. Though they did not know the limits of his combat strength, as a mortal, it was clearly difficult for him to withstand the combined assault of so many gods alone, much less kill them in return.
But now, the blood-soaked aura in the air, so thick it seemed almost solid, declared that something had indeed happened. Yet this outcome was not what Fan Mei Nan and Shen Xixi wanted either.
The two put away their weapons and items, and Justitia did not take the opportunity to attack them again. At this point, there was clearly no reason for the battle to continue.
The Goddess of Justice had long since stopped caring about the fight. She did not even scold Shen Xixi again. She merely cast one more "look" toward where her student was, filled with boundless disappointment. No one knew what emotions passed through her blindfolded eyes. Then she hurried away along the path the two women had made for her.
After a moment, Fan Mei Nan spoke again.