But the terrifying force it had just felt from the young man was definitely not something a martial artist newly entered into the Combining Dao Realm could possess.
Before it could ponder the reason,
Lü Shaoqi saw the Green-Robed Youth stride out of the hall, his long black hair swaying at his waist in the wind. Then his figure blurred.
When he reappeared, the young man's figure had quietly arrived atop the enormous stone stele engraved with the achievements of the Tianyan Sect's Disciples.
The young man looked down at her, just as she had looked down at the Obsession Soul Fragment earlier.
His clear eyes, one black and one Bai, seemed to pronounce the Death God's judgment upon her.
It was the nightmare Lü Shaoqi feared most, deep in her heart.
Through the countless long years past, she had lost count of how many times she had dreamed of this scene in the dead of night.
Instinctively, she reverted to her true form and lowered her head in submission.
Then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the snow-Bai collar that had once encircled her neck.
Slowly, she reached out with a claw gleaming silver in the sunlight and seized the collar.
Her whole body shook violently, and a ghostly sound that seized the soul rose from her throat.
"Woo-heh, woo-heh, woo-heh!"
It sounded half like laughter, half like weeping. Any ordinary person on the Tiannan Continent who knew no martial arts would likely have died of fright upon hearing it.
Crack!
Gripped in its forelimb's razor-sharp claws, the snow-Bai collar snapped into several pieces before it could even open. At last, it fell from its neck.
"Have I finally broken free of these shackles that bound me?"
After tearing the snow-Bai collar from her