Because of her nine Soul Rings.
The first six were black as ink, while the last three were crimson as blood.
For mortals, such a Soul Ring configuration was impossible!
Under normal circumstances, the King of Slaughter would not have needed to fear such a configuration.
But now that Slaughter God was here, it meant this woman could use soul skills as well.
That would be a tremendous threat.
The King of Slaughter unwillingly glanced at Meng Chen. Then, the blood-colored radiance surrounding him began to contract inward, ultimately retreating completely into his body.
As the blood-colored light receded, his figure vanished along with it.
Ye Xishui did not pursue him, because she was deeply worried about Meng Chen.
"Little Chen, are you... all right?"
With an aching heart, Ye Xishui looked at Meng Chen in her arms. She sat down and let his head rest upon her smooth, delicate thighs, then reached out to wipe away the bloodstains on him.
"I'm fine..." Meng Chen's face was pale, and he looked exceedingly weak, yet he still smiled. "Aunt Ye, you finally came looking for me?"
"I'm sorry. I should have come sooner."
Ye Xishui continued wiping away Meng Chen's sweat with heartache in her eyes. The anger that had once filled her beautiful eyes had been replaced entirely by concern.
"In the end... you still came... As long as you came, that's all that matters..."
Meng Chen possessed the Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone. At this moment, it was just as the saying went: wildfire could not burn it all, and with the spring breeze, it grew anew. His injuries rapidly healed, and color soon returned to his face.
"All right, Aunt Ye. Help me up."
Ye Xishui's embrace was very soft. When Meng Chen lay there, he could