The beams and pillars of the three-story pavilion groaned, then suddenly shattered and collapsed toward the lake.
Another attack struck. The tilting wooden building exploded and broke apart once more, countless fragments scattering across the lake. Bai Yujun, limp all over, fell along with the beams and blue tiles, the red stain on the chest of her plain white clothes rapidly spreading...
The corpses of the two senior brothers fell helplessly into the lake, splashing up water.
With a splash, Bai Yujun hit the water.
Her arms spread wide, her eyes open and motionless as she slowly sank toward the lakebed...
On the lakebed, her white dress was especially conspicuous. Her long hair obscured her vision, while tiles sank around her in a steady stream, trailing bubbles. Gravely wounded, Bai Yujun lay with her eyes open and unmoving. Though she had not reverted directly to her true form, she still retained a snake's habit of never blinking. Red blood seeped into the clear lakewater, spreading like a cloud of crimson mist, while her long hair swayed with the current like waterweed...
Before passing out, Bai Yujun could still see beams, blue tiles, doors, and windows continuously sinking to the lakebed.
Flashes continued outside. That high-level cultivator was still raining down bombardment. Instinctively, Bai Yujun activated her ability to still herself and conceal her aura, hiding the fluctuations of her life force. Like hibernation, she entered a state of feigned death: her heartbeat stopped, her blood stilled, and she used the icy lakewater to lower her body temperature. From the outside, she was no different from a corpse.
She probably could not go on living such a carefree life anymore...
That was the final thought that flashed through her mind.
The citizens of Jiangzhou City watched from afar as the mysterious