Chapter 303
Tap~
Clear spiritual liquid slid down from the stone milk, falling into a small, crystal-clear pool.
At the edge of the Five Continents, deep beneath the earth, within a cave radiating seven-colored light, Golden Cicada sat cross-legged beside a spirit pool. His face was pale, his long robe stained with blood, his entire body taut and trembling faintly from time to time. The smile at his lips carried a trace of strain...
Was he afraid?
What a joke. He was a mighty Primordial Chaos Fierce Beast, his true form the Six-winged Golden Cicada, gifted with Heaven and Earth Divine Abilities. The only reason the Western Teachings had subdued him was because a Saint had personally captured him!
Could that be called fear?
He was merely... terrified.
And that terror came wholly from instinct, from the shifting, indistinct feminine figure beside Golden Cicada.
At Golden Cicada's side, the woman in a blood-red gauze dress swayed forward on lotus steps. Her alluring figure seemed formed from mist. One slender finger lightly touched Golden Cicada's forehead and slowly traced across it.
"Senior," Golden Cicada said with a smile, "many thanks for saving my life."
"Hehehe..."
The laughter was airy, with a touch of languid charm. Though so soft and melodious, it sounded exceptionally grating in Golden Cicada's ears.
Golden Cicada believed that if he had not been injured, he would not have feared this Black-winged Blood Mosquito. Even if they fought, the odds of victory would be even, and he could rely on his divine abilities to escape.
But now, he had been wounded by the divine sword in that Heavenly Court Immortal God's gaze, and this woman beside him had seized the initiative...
"I saved you?"
"Naturally."
Golden Cicada answered with a smile, but the instant his words fell, his