A Good Woman Wades In as the Killing Trap Draws Near

The moment Zheng Yubing saw that ill-intentioned smile on Cui Juying's face, every instinct in her body went on high alert.

After all.

The last time she had seen Cui Juying wear a smile like that was in the Turbid Netherworld. Silver-tongued as ever, Cui Juying had offered to help negotiate a deal. By the time the talking was done, she had somehow coaxed Zheng Yubing into a pit called Primordial Mother True Light.

Granted, the outcome had been good.

The Taiyin treasure she had gained from the deal had allowed her to change the very roots of her Dao. Now she had brought every part of her Divine Ability Fruit into order and crossed over completely to the Nether Death Dao of the Forget River Yellow Springs.

She had attained Taiyin divine sense.

But the path to that attainment... had been steeped in embarrassment.

Those extraordinary experiences of spontaneous conception, again and again.

The vast blissful illusions that, during the transformation of her physical body, had poured into her old Nether Death Divine Sense, once cold and clear as ice.

And even...

That later experience of standing shoulder to shoulder with Cui Juying, bearing the evil light together with their own bodies...

Her thoughts reached no further.

Every vivid memory once sealed beneath her Taiyin divine sense surged up in an instant. Like a demonic illusion, they battered Zheng Yubing's state of mind all over again.

For a moment, her thoughts scattered and her mind went blank.

And at that very moment,

Cui Juying's Resplendent Demonic Voice sounded once more, subtly suffused with the Seven Emotions Enter the Flame Path.

"Let's set the matter of a messenger aside for now. There's still plenty of time before the situation at the Hanging World Great Wall truly becomes clear."

"After all."