Only then did Yin God Yue Xi feel relieved. "She's become that terrifying already? To the point that you had no choice but to fight?"
The Gods in the hall, hearing this, all let the doubt fade from their faces.
Now it made sense; this was exactly the kind of thing that fit Si Chen Star Lord's temperament.
For him to disregard consequences and fight an enemy to the death was impossible, but if he were forced, that would be a different matter.
Only Shen Tianzhi was an exception. With a flick of her sleeve, countless threads formed at her fingertips, weaving into the shape of a piece of cloth.
Yet when that palm-sized cloth was only half woven, it met an obstruction and could no longer be woven.
Shen Tianzhi's gaze grew heavy.
The obstruction did not originate from her elder brother.
Shen Tianzhi sensed two new towering mountains rising within the River of Fate.
