Death of Shi Hua
Editor: Henyee Translations
On a certain part of the battlefield, explosions rang out incessantly.
Three cultivators who were riddled with wounds were attacking Great General Shi Hua.
The Great General's golden robe had already been reduced to tattered ribbons, revealing large sections of her soft, fair skin, which presented a unique sense of beauty.
If it weren't for the fact that her expression had been twisted with rage and a hint of insanity in the heat of battle, she would appear a lot like a vulnerable damsel in distress.
"Frosty Moon, Myriad Light Wheel." Su Qianyun stepped forward and evaded Great General Shi Hua's lethal golden rocks before pressing her hands toward Shi Hua, who was still over a kilometer away.