"Cough, cough!"
Ling Yinchi coughed violently as she struggled to get up from the shifting mound of red sand, her beautifully vibrant orange hair now a completely tangled mess.
The pristine, seductive charm she had exuded just moments ago was utterly ruined, her high-slit black and orange cheongsam covered in fine desert dust and stained with patches of green, acidic earthworm blood that had rained down from the sky.
"Damn it, that Shen Haoran is as reckless as ever!" She gritted her teeth in absolute fury, her sharp orange eyes flashing with a dangerous, resentful light.
She remembered in the past how Shen Haoran also used to just attack without caring about who will get caught in it.
That man haven't changed at all!
She rubbed her throbbing temples and looked around the vast, restructured valley.
The landscape had been completely transformed by the cataclysmic collision between the diamond palm and the giant red oni avatar.
