"Oh?"
Ye An licked the blood from her claw.
"Trying to bargain with corpses?"
She said it with mockery, but her eyes flicked to the far ridge.
Even gods have attachments.
She relaxed when she spotted the bolt of violet lightning streaking across the sky, the Lightning Crane was airborne.
Good. No need to intervene... yet.
Despite her bloody madness in battle, Ye An's reputation among mortals was strangely wholesome. "Holy Nun," they called her. Sweet-tempered, patient, almost too kind for a cultivator at her level.
If Su Xiaobai had touched any other Transcendent Realm woman like that, he'd be a meat smear across ten provinces.
(Though Ye An didn't know he owned an Invincible Body—capable of surviving far worse.)
But that mercy?
Ended with the living.
To Hunters, she was the Queen of Blood.
Her domain: Purge A technique designed for one purpose—slaughter.
