Meng Po wanted to flee, but her body was twisting to the beat. This wasn't just because the Xuanwu Poison Domain was too terrifying; it was also because she had consumed too much energy during the bitter battle. She was already on the verge of collapse. After all, Meng Po had been locked in fierce Magical Combat with Zhu Caiwei since the very beginning. By now, she couldn't even maintain her Small Thousand World.
With her body completely out of her control, Meng Po panicked immensely. It wasn't that she was cowardly; her defeat was already sealed, and her allies had slipped away. Her only remaining fate would be getting twisted into eighteen different poses before her body and dao were thoroughly destroyed.
