"Celestial Secret Divine Son, you're as strong as ever. It's truly… admirable."
Saintess Tianqing gazed eagerly at Ye Tianling, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a magnificent divine light, as if brimming with tender affection, like someone experiencing love for the first time.
After devouring three Emperor Blood Saint Sons and Saintesses from the Profound Yin Race, Ye Tianling's own qi and blood had already become somewhat volatile. Now, seeing her expression, his heart couldn't help but grow a little hot.
Ye Tianling gave Saintess Tianqing a deep, searching look. That gaze made her heart thump wildly in her chest.
"Celestial Secret Divine Son… are… are you all right?"
Sensing something was amiss, a hint of worry crept into her voice as she spoke again.
"I'm fine."
As Ye Tianling spoke, he suddenly whipped his head around. His eyes flashed like lightning, shooting two terrifying beams of Divine Radiance toward a distant spot.
"What are you looking at? Scram!"
