Ji Ziyue's face darkened, suddenly feeling a sense of unease.
To her, the strength of the Shaking Light Saintess was not below her own.
As a member of the Ji family, showing weakness in front of outsiders would be too embarrassing.
Therefore, even if it was just an act, she had to keep up appearances.
"Shaking Light Saintess, if you have the ability, feel free to try."
Ji Ziyue said, gripping a short blade and stepping forward.
The smile of the Shaking Light Saintess instantly froze, a glint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
"Since you're so unappreciative, I'll grant you your wish."
With that, the figure of the Shaking Light Saintess vanished from the spot.
Ji Ziyue's eyes sharpened, immediately concentrating all her divine power into her palms.
However, at that moment, the Shaking Light Saintess suddenly sensed a strong divine power rapidly approaching.
That divine power came from the Ji family, and it was stronger than her own!
"Hmph! Take this!"
