Ice Saint chewed the Fortune Flatbread, savoring the rich aroma that filled her mouth.
She had seen Yellow Spring Great Sage become bald after eating the flatbread, so she told herself that she would never eat it. However, she had no choice this time. Tian Cang's flesh was made into a puppet by someone. To her, this was unforgivable, and it filled her with grief and fury, so she decided to eat it. She wanted to avenge Tian Cang.
'Tian Cang is dead. These guys from Nether Prison cannot humiliate him, and they are not qualified to do that either!" she thought to herself.
All of a sudden, a mighty aura exploded out behind her. It rocked violently, spreading in all directions as if it was about to rush out of the starry sky. Ice Saint's pupils constricted slightly as she hovered in midair with a blank face, her long hair waving and her dress fluttering. She was very familiar with the aura. Slowly, she turned and looked over her shoulder in disbelief.
