Hearing Wang Hao's blatant teasing, a flash of indignation sparked in Bing Ji's clear, icy eyes.
If looks could kill, at this moment, she would have already shot Wang Hao through the heart with a thousand arrows and dismembered his body into countless pieces, not even leaving a speck of bone dust behind.
"Damn it, you're courting death!"
The icy words were still swirling in the snowy field when Bing Ji clasped her hands together, forming a hand seal.
Her delicate hands came together, forming a full moon, and her arms moved as if she were the thousand-armed Guanyin, swiftly opening and overlapping. Her nine fingers twisted and turned, six on her right in the form of a Bodhi and three on her left like a lotus flower.
As the lotus mark took shape, the pattern of flower and leaves complemented each other, radiating sparkling lights that were brilliant and dazzling!
In an instant, a lotus Rune Mark shot towards Wang Hao with a speed that not even lightning could outpace.
