Watching Qin Tian spit blood, the crowd sighed softly in their hearts.
The once first Heavenly Pride of Lanzhou had lost in a contest of Sword Intent to a three-year-old toddler, and it was a complete defeat. It was a huge blow to him, and no one knew if he could recover from this failure.
"Eh? Hasn't that toddler come out yet?"
"Quick, look, what is that toddler doing?"
At that moment, someone exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone turned their attention to the Mimic Space and their eyes widened in astonishment.
In the Mimic Space, Chu Xin's head was topped with a heap of talismans, the talismans emitting light, enveloping her within.
The transmission beam of light from the Mimic Space descended from the sky, only to be blocked by the screen of light created by the talismans, unable to transport Chu Xin out.
"This toddler, always has unexpected actions."
