Ever since Helen tasted An Lin's blood, her body became quite strange.
She didn't want to hurt An Lin as she felt like it would be blasphemous to attack a living being with such perfect blood.
She was even struck by a sense of grief by the fact that she was An Lin's enemy.
"Why… Why are we enemies…
"Why can't we be friends…"
Helen fled as she spoke with a grief-stricken expression.
The perpetually aloof and icy beauty now had tears welling up in her eyes and an extremely vulnerable expression on her face.
Even An Lin was astonished upon seeing this.
Wasn't Empress Helen's reaction a little too vehement? Was his blood this powerful?
All of the cultivators chasing down the opposing army had also seen this.
All of them were even more astonished.
"Holy crap! Sect Leader An Lin is chasing Empress Helen around with ease!"
