Chapter 212: Hawkeye Alaya Mihawk (7600 words, asking for monthly passes)_3

"Demoness!"

Her slender delicate figure, with long purple nails curved like lycoris, shimmered with demonic energy on her dress, and her bare jade feet slowly touched down from mid-air.

"Whoosh!"

With a light tap of her feet, an endless stream of demonic energy spread across the ground in all directions, cracking like a tortoise shell.

"Has she broken through?"

Within the green storm, Black Rose incredulously said, "A breakthrough in the midst of battle, indeed, you possess the potential of a Living Saint, you must not be left alive!"

"Hmph!"

Bailuo truly hadn't expected that Ina would break through during the battle.

"This child," Long Guixiang said, "Your Majesty, I don't even know how to comment on your luck."

"It's alright."

Bailuo knew that Ina was far from reaching the level of a Living Saint; she was still too young.

Even Long Guixiang, in his youth, was merely extraordinarily talented, not a Living Saint.

"However,"