The wave of divine golden light surged and spread, with the curvy female silhouette in mid-air rapidly solidifying.
An Ji Saint Shepherd's eerie face lifted slightly; her murky eyes were somewhat dazed, murmuring, "Heather, you've slept long enough, it's time to wake up."
"Buzz——!!!"
As An Ji's words fell, the curvy silhouette abruptly opened her eyes. In her dazzling golden eye sockets, two dark golden crosses twirled.
She suddenly tilted her neck, her jade-white arms spread wide, and as the red glow on her body gathered, it formed a black sleeveless cheongsam with blood rose etchings that wrapped around her delicate body, perfectly accentuating her extreme curves.
However, the next moment, this formed body vaguely began to disintegrate, extremely unstable.
An Ji Saint Shepherd's previously dazed gaze became eerie again as she looked at Xia Feng, lowering her voice with a sinister chuckle, "Heh heh~ indeed, I still need to capture a bloodline sacrifice."
