Facing the Azure Dragon Race clansmen closing in around her, Long Ying did not hesitate. She opened with Black Tiger Steals the Heart, dropping one of them in an instant.
The Azure Dragon Race clansmen who stepped forward to stop her were no opponents at all. They were merely there to make up the numbers.
The Azure Dragon Race patriarch could watch no longer. Just as Long Ying's palm was about to strike a clansman's chest, he sprang into action.
His heavy punch collided thunderously with Long Ying's attack. The tremendous shock wave sent everyone around them staggering backward, while Long Ying and the patriarch each retreated several steps.
As she steadied herself, Long Ying struck backhanded and dispatched several more lackeys closing in around her.
Watching from the shadows, Yun Tian was speechless. These people are so weak, yet they insist on charging to the front. Do they think they've lived too long?
The Azure Dragon Race patriarch fixed his gaze on Long Ying. "Who exactly are you? Why are your attacks so vicious?"
Long Ying burst out laughing. "Hahaha! A man whose hands are drenched in the blood of his own kin thinks he has the right to call me vicious?"
The patriarch froze. "You are...?"
"You don't remember me?" Long Ying slowly raised her hand and removed her mask.
The patriarch searched his memories carefully, but he had never seen this face before.
Looking at Long Ying's unveiled face, Yun Tian thought, After all these years, Long Ying has grown even more radiant.
Long Ying raised her hand, revealing a scorpion in her palm.
The instant he saw the scorpion, the memories sealed deep within the patriarch's heart-the past he least wanted to confront-came surging back.
The scene flashed back a hundred thousand years.
Long Ying's father,