Han Miaojun held the Sharira in her hand, flaunting it openly.
It was as if Yuan Ji King had realised something, he broke into a cold sweat and blurted out, "Han Miaojun of the Reluctant Phoenix Palace, you have reclaimed your suppressed wicked nature."
"Fool."
Han Miaojun spoke calmly and brushed her sleeves across the air with a wave of her hand.
A terrifying blast of power erupted, directly impacting Yuan Ji King's physical body, shattering his golden body and tossing him into the distance.
Yuan Ji King crashed to the ground like a bullet. His golden body was broken, his spirit was sealed and, already severely injured, he was completely defenceless against the full power of Han Miaojun.
"Be careful, she is not the Han Miaojun you know. She has reclaimed her suppressed nature, this is the real her." Yuan Ji King struggled to speak, attempting to align himself with Lu Bei by providing information.
Lu Bei did not respond, but scowled and threw a punch.
