Bai Yujun could Gaze into the Past.
Peering into a weakened, suppressed deity was effortless.
Her special talent was practically heaven-defying, one of a kind. Other powerful, ancient supreme beings might know some Art of Deduction, calculating before and after, yet their results were vague and required experts to interpret. They could not see actual images, only exhaust themselves to obtain a few scattered words.
Compared side by side, the difference in strength was obvious.
Nothing could hide before Bai Yujun. This woman before her—heh, her mortal enemy's lover.
"Stubbornly refusing to mend your ways!"
Since she refused to cooperate, force was the only option.
The sharp, metallic aura of the spear tip stabbed the woman with searing pain. With all pretenses torn away between them, she unexpectedly stopped trembling in fear and became calm.
"Dragon Girl, so what if you see through everything? In the end, you still cannot touch me."
Her hair hung loose as she gave a sinister sneer.
"Your mother could see the future too. What use was that? In the end, she still could not escape the fall of the imperial court and the extermination of the dragon clan. No matter how great her abilities or talents, what use were they? Besides, Gods and Devils, immortals, demons, and spirits across the heavens all know that you carry the bloodline of the dragon clan's imperial family. That will surely be quite a spectacle."
She smiled, intending to say a few more things to threaten Bai Yujun.
"My husband and I are..."
Slap!
The woman froze, her eyes blank and helpless.
The various ferocious creatures in the Death Prison truly gaped wide-eyed, while the three-headed crow at the back shrank its neck.
"You... you dared to hit me?"
"Rubbish. Don't you feel your face burning with pain?