Amidst the starry horizon, a combat-engaged Xia Zhi was bathing in blood. Her solitary figure was small, as if she could be washed away by the flooding army of beasts at any moment.0

Everyone on the Great Wall of Thousand Daos was paying attention to this battle, many of whom were waiting for this fire-chasing moth to fall.0

Many delighted in her suffering.0

Many trembled with emotions.0

They all had different attitudes and expectations, but none of them thought that she would be able to survive.0

There were just too many starry sky beasts. Even though they were scattered by the Law Power, there were still over a thousand of them!0

This number alone was enough to drown anyone in despair.0

Xia Zhi, however, did not care.0

Over the recent years, she had fought alone through various dangers and fatal trials. She had long since gotten used to fighting starry sky beasts.0

The force of habit was a powerful one.0

Some were accustomed to enduring and obeying, some to dashing about for survival, some to being tormented by time and worldly affairs…0

For Xia Zhi, it was fighting and killing!0

It was not her obsession.0

It wasn’t that she had been born with a desire to fight.0

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