I really want to paste the holy light on your face
บรรณาธิการ: Kurisu
However, it was already too late for Song Shuhang to wonder why.
The virtuous lamia immediately protected him as best she could.
'Rip~'
The cold holy light blade penetrated the body of the virtuous lamia.
Fortunately, the virtuous lamia had yet to take off the flat imperial hat, and was still in her empress mode. As such, the blade could not break through her defenses.
The two sides were in a stalemate.
Song Shuhang activated his 'saber intent armor' as fast as he could and attached it to the virtuous lamia to strengthen her defenses.
Song Shuhang thought, I have to deal with this thing. Otherwise, the big-eyed planet might be able to use this cold holy light blade to ascertain our coordinates and reopen another spatial channel, and that would be quite troublesome.
The Inner World then gathered millions of roots and had them pierce into the cold holy light.