Missing An
Editor: Henyee Translations
This was a very unfamiliar woman.
She wore a tight-fitting daoist robe, perfectly accentuating her tall and slender figure. There was a pair of gorgeous eyes rippling with a hint of ferocity on her flawless face.
This woman was an exquisite beauty both in terms of looks and disposition.
She was like a black swan dancing under the moonlight. She held a silvery-white dagger in hand and she appeared before another general at the pinnacle of Soul Piercing Stage in the blink of an eye.
Everything had happened far too abruptly.
However, the Heavenly Human Tribe generals were not going to stand around and wait to get killed. The remaining few generals instantly combined their powers to form a combination formation.
"Die!" the general that had been targeted roared. He materialized a shield of light to defend himself. At the same time, he materialized a fearsome light sword, which he abruptly slashed toward the woman.