Sizzle!
After the thousand-hand centipede finished its cultivation, it turned its gaze towards Han Ruyan.
Su Jie understood its intention and said to Han Ruyan and the thousand-hand centipede: "Remember, don't lose your heads, you two."
"Little bug, come on."
Han Ruyan gracefully descended from the tree, her blood-colored wedding dress fluttering as if moved by the wind.
The thousand-hand centipede roared, swinging its pale corpse hands as it charged towards Han Ruyan, causing the earth to shake and leaving large, deep pits in its wake.
Han Ruyan's hair fluttered, and she slowly extended her left hand, her jade fingers pointing lightly.
A black line appeared in the void, with endless killing intent spreading from it. In an instant, the black line rapidly split into strands of black hair, forming a web of slaughter that could cut through everything.
The ground was immediately cut into neat, tofu-like grid patterns.
