Jian Qinghe was an astral god, so her body would recover. And her regeneration was fast, perhaps thanks to her unique constitution. With a quick flash of green streams, her new body formed, but even then, the astrons she had lost weren’t restored.0

She collapsed to the ground and looked blankly at the pair of legs ahead of her. There was too much pain in her gaze. Every time, memories of despair would flood into her mind, but she could do nothing but grit her teeth and close her eyes as she told herself that the torture was finally over once more.0

Her vision blurred as she stared at those legs, not even noticing when they disappeared from her sight. "Life...." Her mouth suddenly...0