The strange fragrance filling the air grew stronger and stronger.
In the silent, soundless space, the slightest disturbance would be magnified without limit. All Shi Lan could hear beside her ears was the sound of her own heartbeat.
"Putting on airs."
All of a sudden, a fierce glint flashed through Shi Lan's eyes. Her blood qi erupted, and the Crimson Crow War Halberd tore through the void, shooting toward the red-clad woman reclining diagonally on the phoenix throne.
Screech—
The red-clad woman's neck suddenly bent to the left, her cervical bones twisting. The war halberd grazed past the side of her neck by a hair's breadth, failing to injure her in the slightest.
"What an interesting little thing."
The amused voice echoed through the palace. The red-clad woman slowly opened her eyes, and her originally dark-red pupils were suffused by an invisible halo, turning pale gold.
The instant her eyelids opened, the red-clad woman's figure vanished. The next moment, she was already standing before Shi Lan.
Even with Shi Lan's current reaction speed, she had no time to act. She had only just managed to recall the war halberd when a golden divine ring completely bound her.
"Your bloodline is very strange."
The voice drifting from the red-clad woman's lips was exceedingly ethereal, lacking much of the flavor of the mortal world and brimming with yin energy.
She leaned closer, her body slowly floating upward. Then she raised her head and licked the side of Shi Lan's neck. Her three-inch spirit tongue was like a steel blade scraping bone, instantly shaving away a large chunk of flesh.
The clear sound of chewing lingered beside Shi Lan's ears, as if the woman were savoring it with exquisite care.
Gulp—
"Mm... A taste I haven't had in a long time. It is