Ran Qingchen reacted swiftly, her long sleeves sweeping out, instantly sending the heads flying.
Unexpectedly, the heads suddenly exploded, and splashes of corrosive liquid fell upon Ran Qingchen like a rainstorm.
Wherever the liquid passed, even the air seemed to sizzle and corrode.
Ran Qingchen's heart trembled, but just as she was about to act, a crimson shadow flashed in front of her, followed by the appearance of a massive phoenix phantom.
The phoenix was engulfed in blazing flames, resembling a divine bird reborn from the fire.
The liquid touched the phoenix's flames and immediately evaporated into wisps of acrid blue smoke, dissipating into the air.
"Ran, are you alright?"
Qu Hongling asked with a face full of concern.
Ran Qingchen's lips moved slightly, as though wanting to say something, but ultimately she coldly curled her lip and spat out, "Busybody."
Though her tone was harsh and icy, her eyes betrayed a subtle, almost imperceptible ripple of emotion.
