Defeated.
Not only defeated but in such a humiliating and dishonorable manner.
Shu Ci's blood roiled with fury until her consciousness blurred.
How could she ever allow such a ludicrous thing to happen? The once fierce and indifferent look in her eyes vanished, as Shu Ci, fighting back the tears welling up, bit her tongue tip.
Blood trickled from the tip, flowing over her lips. She wiped away the fresh blood with her fingers, and from her fingertip flew out a clear and translucent droplet of Demon Blood, piercing through the light ring, seeping into the vast ocean.
Having done this, she seemed drained, her body covered in cold sweat, her complexion ashen as she wilted away.
Yet her eyes held an indescribable cruelty and coldness, sending chills down the spine of anyone who saw them.
With a thunderous roar, a storm of demonic power collided, churned, and swept through the deep waters, clashing with the demonic power of this miniature world.
