The blood splattered along with the shattered flesh, as the cultivators watched in horror the figure in the air, the half-blood beauty Nalan Tianyu, with a stunned expression in their eyes.
"Such a peerless beauty, is she really dead just like that?"
"How is this possible! She is the head of the Demon Taming Safety Department in the Dragon Group!"
"What a pity, such a beauty, to perish so swiftly?"
But just in the blink of an eye.
Shen Qiang furrowed his brow, looking up in shock at the sky, where the half-blood beauty Nalan Tianyu's round legs and poised figure remained, with only half her pretty face remaining, because unlike those focused on survival, they missed some details in their shock and despair.
But Shen Qiang saw it all clearly.
At this moment, Nalan Tianyu stood steady in the air, without screaming, without falling, certainly not perishing in the flower of youth.
And not only that.
