Wingless Fifth Emperor

The Divine Flower Maiden shuddered violently. Blood seeped from the corners of her mouth, and red fractures of varying severities also appeared in numerous areas of her body.

Her floral umbrella had been ripped into two.

However, the Three-headed Spirit didn't stop here. Instead, he continued to rip the floral umbrella into smaller pieces.

Tear! Tear, tear!

The floral umbrella was mercilessly ripped apart. The paper fabric of the umbrella was shredded, while the ribs of the umbrella were snapped.

"No…!" the Divine Flower Maiden yelled hysterically. A dark red divine light erupted from her body, and her hands were tightly wrapped around the handle of the floral umbrella as she tried to snatch it back.