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The crimson killing intent solidified into substance, staining Yu Qingshuang's azure robe.
The dense mist of killing intent dripped and flowed from her sleeves, dropping to the ground and piercing through to form tiny holes.
Lv Kuang rubbed his throbbing temples, "Senior Sister, just tell me, what should we do now?"
Zi Tao's expression became slightly more solemn, yet a hint of playfulness was still visible.
"Mighty Divine Power, pray for descent, worldly affairs are but illusions, better a dream..."
Zi Tao extended a finger, breaking through the dense killing aura, then tapped it on Yu Qingshuang's forehead, "Take a nap."
Yu Qingshuang's eyelids fluttered uncontrollably; after just three breaths, she fell to the ground, sinking into a deep sleep, still gripping the fiercely gleaming Heavenly Punishment.
