The black smoke gradually solidified, faintly revealing a dark-golden long whip.
The blood-red light in Quiliana's right eye grew ever more scorching, and a trace of cold, sinister amusement curved her lips. At that moment, the black aura around her abruptly shifted. The wound on that face, which had originally healed, reappeared and turned green. It was actually still moving, like some ever-changing curse sigil.
Quiliana let out a muffled groan and staggered back several steps, clutching her right eye. Blood seeped through her fingers—green blood.
It turned out that the arrow fired earlier by Empress Liv had not inflicted ordinary damage. Stirred by a certain aura in this graveyard, it had unleashed its true killing stroke.
The attack had come too suddenly. Even she, the foremost of the Abyss's Three Sovereigns, had suffered no small hidden injury!
This was absolutely no accidental "incident," but a scheme laid long ago!
The only one capable of such foresight had to be that person—the one who had made her descend early in an incomplete form!
That person had actually plotted against her once more even after dying!
The Elf Empress had risked her life to fire that arrow with the artifact Moonlight Sea of Clouds Bow precisely for this purpose!
"Damn it!" The roar rang through the heavens. Quiliana's right hand had already clenched the dark-golden whip, and a terrifyingly violent aura instantly filled the entire space. With a powerful flick, she lashed the whip against the ground.
The ground throughout the entire Silvermoon Fairy Capital trembled, cracks spreading everywhere. Magma actually erupted from the bottomless fissure, while those elves who had failed to flee in time were reduced to ashes amid the terrible shockwaves.
The blood-red glow of the clouds in the sky reflected the burning earth. The once most exquisite