Looking at the contents within the Image Stone, Ye Linghan's forehead veins pulsed, and her eyes brimmed with fierce murderous intent.
"I thought they were merely stirring up political chaos, never expected such malicious intentions!"
"It seems Princess was right, those not of our race surely harbor different intentions; we must cut down every root to prevent future calamities!"
Chen Mo slightly furrowed his brow; judging by the aura, this woman was approximately Third Grade, yet she gave him the feeling of a sharp edge on his back, and the ghostly shadow of the tiger on his chest faintly heated up.
This was the Evil Qi that only crawled its way out from heaps of corpses, incomparable to those martial artists soaking in the Martial Arts Arena daily!
"Worthy of being the fierce general brought out by Chu Yanli. Truly relentless..." he thought to himself.
"Phew—"
