Qian Qian felt like the world had somehow gone wrong.
She was supposed to be right, but she kept getting slapped in the face.
A dark mark between the eyebrows meant the presence of a killing tribulation.
Where Dongfang Hongyue was concerned, this dark mark between the eyebrows wasn't just a small blot— the dark aura that lingered around her stretched hundreds of feet high, overshadowing the sun. It was as if Dongfang Hongyue herself was submerged in the darkness.
Isn't this even more unlucky than the Moon God?
What kind of sins had she committed to have such a terrifying fate?
Qian Qian couldn't quite understand.
However, she quickly discovered the reason why Dongfang Hongyue was still alive.