Under the Suxuan Tree, fallen petals were scattered like a vibrant mosaic.
Gu Changzhi removed Master Qianye's mask.
Beneath the quiet and docile flower cat mask was a face smeared with fresh blood and tears, its features crumbled.
Master Qianye never removed her mask.
It was because the "Divination Skill" had extracted most of her physical body.
One half of her cheek had collapsed, turning into golden threads... Even so, it was still apparent that she was a woman of extreme beauty, her brows and eyes exuding an otherworldly and cold temperament.
Gu Changzhi reached out his hand and gently wiped across her cheek.
The feeble "Battle Flame," radiating its last twilights, enveloped her, and that half-destroyed face was repaired by Divine Power, pieced back together like shattered porcelain.
Gu Shen stood afar, his heart could not bear the sight.
He could feel the aura of death drifting all around under the Suxuan Tree.
