"Alive?" Jian Wushuang froze with disbelief.
"She is still alive. See for yourself." Gu King cried at him.
His gaze turned instinctively towards Leng Rushuang who was gliding in the air not far away.
In her white flowing robes badly stained by blood, Leng Rushuang floated in the air silently. Layers of energy barriers encompassed around her. They were cast by Jian Wushuang during his battle with Xia Yong to prevent her from being struck by their blows.
But now that Jian Wushuang could look closely at her, he found that she was still alive.
Despite her frail and severely fragile aura, it was clear that she was hardly in mortal danger.
"She is really alive?" A manic joy gleamed in Jian Wushuang's eyes.
"Hmph! She is the Great Primordial Sinner. Never will she perish so easily. But she would be, if you intend to dawdle any longer." Gu King smirked, slightly peeved.