That strand of her consciousness returned to her body. She found herself still leaning against the corner of the stone platform in the tomb chamber, the white jade porcelain bottle still clutched in her hand, but her back was already soaked in cold sweat.
Whoosh...
She abruptly raised her head and looked toward the center of the stone platform.
Li Qingjue was still seated there cross-legged, only her eyes were shut and her breathing steady, as though she had never awakened.
Could all that terrifying pressure and confrontation just now have been her illusion?
But Shao Hanyun knew it had not been an illusion.
That lonely gaze, those indifferent words, and that undisguised killing intent had all been utterly real.
This Devouring Heaven Demon truly was as terrifying as the rumors claimed. Her temperament was nearly impossible to fathom, and she seemed somewhat obsessive about certain matters and people, to the point that even while gravely injured...
And those final words of hers...
Were more like a thorn driven viciously into Shao Hanyun's heart.
Shao Hanyun's expression shifted between green and white, and for the first time, a trace of dejection and unwillingness appeared on her bewitchingly beautiful face.
Because what the other woman had said was indeed the truth. The demonic obstruction that had arisen within her earlier might also have partly stemmed from her having given someone her true heart, only to receive no equal response in return.
She looked at Li Qingjue, who sat with her eyes closed, pretending she had never awakened, and silently took a deep breath.
She had to admit that, after Senior Gu Qingying, she had encountered another person who gave her a headache.
But fortunately, when it came to her relationship with Tan Lin, her identity gave her the advantage this time,