Bang!
Amidst the earth-shattering sound, a gap appeared in the northern border of the Angel Universe.
Millions of Golden Core elites poured in like a flood, their terrifying pressure shaking the stars.
In front of the army, a female officer in armor, wearing a black robe and snow-white clothes, had short hair and sword-like eyebrows. Her eyes were cold, her nose was straight, and a heroic aura was between her eyebrows.
Under her feet, the snow and ice turned into a large dragon. It supported her and looked down at the world.
"Cowards of the Divine Tiger Clan, I am here! Come out and face your death!"
She held her long sword horizontally, her voice resounding through the sky.
However, the monsters of the Divine Tiger Clan she had imagined did not appear.
Instead, Ji Qinghuan landed in front of the invaders.