A cold gleam flashed across the scimitar in Amon's hand, slashing straight toward Tang Xiaoling's neck.
Yet just as the blade was an inch away, a powerful force suddenly stopped it!
No matter how hard he tried, the scimitar in his hand could not advance even a fraction!
It was also at this moment that Tang Xiaoling opened her dazed eyes.
Between her brows, a mark identical to the Dark Godhood emerged!
Immediately afterward, she felt an unbearable itch on her back and instinctively wanted to scratch it with her hand.
Before she could move, however, a pair of black wings suddenly spread open!
Fortunately, the azure dazzle dress she wore was a high-grade Spirit Artifact specially tailored for her by Houtu.
The moment the wings grew out, the colorful dress automatically split two seams to let the wings through.
Otherwise, either the clothes would have torn, or those newborn wings would have been snapped off instantly!
"Eh? How strange..."
Tang Xiaoling felt the black wings on her back, continuously manipulating them to flap.
This feeling was very marvelous, as if she had possessed this pair of wings since birth.
Controlling them was as natural as moving her own arm, without any unfamiliarity or discomfort at all.
Yet she did not know that this was because of her extremely high compatibility with the Dark Godhood!
If it were anyone else, let alone growing wings on their back immediately,
they would likely have to undergo a life-or-death tribulation just during the process of fusing with the Dark Godhood.
How could it be like her, completing the fusion simply by taking a nap!
From this, one could see just how terrifying Tang Xiaoling's constitution of ignoring the Dao rules was!
At this moment, Amon looked at Tang Xiaoling with her newly spread