The Eldest Princess had never looked so forward to a battle like she did now—She could almost visualize having Ji Fengyan under her foot after her rescue.
It didn't matter that she no longer had her arms. As long as she was still alive, her father would definitely find the best gold cultivator to create new arms for her.
Hope swirled around the Eldest Princess' mind. The eagerness in her eyes had already morphed into a feverish madness. In her crazed state, she was unable to comprehend the reality before her eyes.
In this last round, only Master Yue had yet to step up. They had used all sorts of ways to deplete Ji Fengyan's energy, just waiting for an exhausted Ji Fengyan to reveal the slightest weakness.
But…
Master Yue stood before the young girl, his eyes full of despair and bitterness.
