Never had anyone heard of such preposterous actions.
This was undoubtedly the most unacceptable day in the life of the Azure Sorceress—she had actually had her food stolen by her own post-death self.
To compete against oneself for food was an occurrence so rare among the members of the Esoteric Sect Followers that it would deserve its own page in the annals of jokes from the Esoteric Sect's Hell.
The key point was that her younger self hadn't even managed to snatch a bite, not even the soup! Such a big, enticing child, devoured clean before her very eyes by herself!
This bizarre and distressingly strange feeling left the Azure Sorceress utterly at a loss for words.
Her gaze was lifeless and frosty as she watched the Morning Star Saintess, still nibbling on fingers. The rage in her heart could no longer be suppressed. The sky crumbled piece by piece along with her emotions. Since the body had been consumed, she would devour the soul.
