“What in the—?!” Huang Qi instinctively sensed a threat so chilling it made her skin crawl.0

Her compound eyes snapped toward the once-fragile, violet-haired girl. Nine blood-weeping irises stared from that delicate face, and a surge of bloodlust rolled off her like a crashing sea.0

“Oh?” Huang Qi let out a derisive laugh, not taking it seriously. She had just tasted a tiny sip of Tianming’s brain. The flavor had sent shivers of ecstasy through her entire body, and she couldn’t wait for another gulp.0

“Sure you want to ignore her?” Suddenly, the...0