"Retribution is upon me, in this world, destiny favors me, so where is the retribution?
Cyan Simurgh, ultimately, your foundation is shallow. You're just a mixed-blood Spirit Bird cultivating, your mind isn't very bright, quite muddleheaded."
Dragon Maiden Ziyun clasped her hands around the necks of Xiao Lin and Weifu Xiaoyi, her delicate jade-like hands seemingly soft and powerless.
But everyone knows that Body Refining Cultivators who grow through practicing the Stinging Dragon Scripture possess immense bodily strength, even if their physical strength is inferior it still amounts to hundreds of thousands of pounds, calling their hands iron and steel is an insult to her.
As long as she exerted more strength, the two women, whose cultivation and magical power were restricted and couldn't resist, would likely be crushed to dust.
"Once more I give you a chance, Chen Ping, don't you wish to see your mother and aunt perish in body and soul, dying before your eyes?
