As the cold wind scattered, the woman known as the War Princess already stood at the gates of the Spirit Treasure Palace.0

"A formation?" Her dark red blood eyes swirled with a light of cold disdain, and the corners of her bright red lips curved slightly, showing some contempt. She extended her slender, fair fingers outwards. Her dark red nails gleamed like crystal glass. Each was over an inch long, sharply pointed at the ends, and seemed clearly capable of slicing through throats as easily as swords.0

HUM! Her nails pierced into the great formation of the Spirit Treasure Palace! A crimson power pulsed from her heart, rushing along her veins to her fingertips, turning into blood serpents that surged into the formation.0

BOOM! The entire formation of the Spirit Treasure Palace trembled, shaking and cracking the ground and the towers with it. In an instant, countless blood serpents spread like poison throughout the formation, transforming it into a crimson blood formation.1

HUM! Starting from the War Princess's palm, the formation cracked open, creating a gaping, blood-dripping hole, like a bleeding wound, dripping blood profusely.0

"A delightful...0