Chapter 1298: Still Alive

"You…" A breathily sweet-sounding voice languidly spoke with a pinch of grievance. Defeated, Yang Chaoyue laid on her side, those exhausted eyes of hers observing the young mortal that had just sent her into a spiral of inescapable ecstasy. She was an Earthly Saint, her energies had been refined by thousands of years of continuous efforts, and her Yin Essence was as bombastic as one would expect, yet she found herself unable to last for longer than these short months before needing to recover.