King Jiangling's shadow suddenly froze.
The space there seemed to be immobilized. The power of "Heavenly Leader" was not as violent as his, yet vast like the sea.
The woman quietly watched the shadow, her expression indifferent.
Compared to interacting with her subordinates, An Zhizhen's smile was more genuine when she interacted with Cen Dongsheng. And now, Cen Dongsheng saw another side of her. There was no smile on the woman's face, neither joy nor sorrow.
King Jiangling displayed his authority as a Special Grade Curse Forbidden Master, but this was Philosopher King's territory. An Zhizhen could not greet an opponent with a smile after a provocation.
"..."
The light and shadow that enveloped the ghostly figure quivered slightly, rippling.
For some reason, when Cen Dongsheng saw this scene, he found it somewhat amusing, as if it was simulating the process of a person's changing expression.