Di Shitian no longer dared to argue. She merely glanced at the Demon Generals standing in midair nearby, her heart tightening. She could not see what was happening above her head, but those Demon Generals had presumably begun urging the formation downward. The moment they made their move, she would have no path to survival.
"One last question..." Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes at the Demon Generals descending from above like a dark cloud bent on slaughter. "Are you male or female?"
Di Shitian was utterly stunned. She could scarcely believe her ears and cried out, "True Person Xiao, you... how did you see that I am female?"
Xiao Hua looked Di Shitian up and down, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Damn it, how would I know whether you were male or female? I was just asking casually!"
"Yes, yes!" Di Shitian said with a placating smile. "The true forms of my Mayfly Race do not really distinguish between male and female, nor do we require both sexes as the Human Race does. What we call male and female merely refers to our forms during childhood..."
"Hmph..." Seeing hundreds of blood pillars descending above Di Shitian's head, Xiao Hua tightened his hand, intending to destroy her. Yet at the very instant he was about to act, an indescribable feeling arose in his heart. There was no explaining it. He gave a cold snort and waved his hand. Di Shitian's devil body flew more than ten miles away as though it had rotted away. When Di Shitian saw the murderous gleam in Xiao Hua's eyes, her heart had long since turned cold. Yet he actually spared her—an utterly inconceivable thing! As for Xiao Hua himself, his figure flashed as he charged toward the primordial magnetism blood sphere...
"Ah! True