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Their cheeks brushed past each other, Tian Ye's tall figure leaning slightly forward, while Tianyan stood ramrod straight.
The silky edge of an earlobe was grazed by the other's orchid-like breath, and Tianyan, with slanted eyes, glimpsed the alluring, blood-stained face of Tian Ye, as well as her deep golden eyes, identical to her own.
As "Tianyans" from different eras, much between them needed no words to be expressed.
The cold wind caressed the bloodstained garments of the two women, and a deadly intent quietly spread between their gazes.
Energy gathered continuously around Tianyan, the resulting gusts rustling their bloodied robes in the power of the energy waves.
Tian Ye could discern Tianyan's thoughts, but also the wariness deep in her heart.
Without a doubt, the 'Tianyan' before her was far more powerful than she was at this moment in time.
