Attacked by the Ten Great Masters at the same time, Wu Jing, who had already suffered a great loss of power due to using the Blood Escape technique, was now hanging by a thread, her vital energy as tenuous as gossamer.
Her face became like that of a person in their seventies or eighties, the wrinkles on her face as deep as tree bark.
This was her original appearance, a side effect of the curse she had cast on Xia Yu.
"To die here, I truly cannot accept it!" Wu Jing was filled with sorrow and anger, but she was already out of options.
"Take her away!" One of the Ten Great Masters approached Wu Jing, preparing to take her back for questioning, when suddenly a woman's voice appeared in their ears, "Gentlemen, could you do me the honor of letting me take her away?"
"Who?" The ten felt a chill in their hearts and looked up to see an astonishingly beautiful foreign woman.
Though a Western woman, her beauty conformed to the global definition of attractiveness.
