"Seeking death!" the Cursed Goddess was infuriated by Xue An's remark that was obviously fraught with ambiguity.
A flash sparked in her eyes.
A dense grey light, ominous in nature, descended like rain.
Everywhere it passed, it seemed to corrode the very space itself, creating gaping holes.
Xue An's figure flickered, attempting to dodge the strike.
However, the Cursed Goddess sneered and reached out with a palm.
Chains materialized out of thin air and sealed all possible escape routes around Xue An.
Xue An couldn't dodge in time and was completely engulfed by the downpour of cursed light.
"My lord!" Chu Xiaoyun, forced to kneel by the overwhelming might, cried out in despair and then, throwing caution to the wind, she activated all her Divine Power to stand up, ready to fight for her life.
She had no concerns left, although she knew she might not even be able to damage a single hair of the Cursed Goddess.