Bai Sinan raised her hand, spiritual energy continuously gathering in her palm. With a gentle flick of her sleeve, countless petals shot forward like sharp blades, cutting down enemies before they even had time to let out a single scream.
In moments, Bai Sinan stood alone on the battlefield.
She slowly lowered her hand. The surrounding air was thick with a faint floral scent mixed with the smell of blood.
Chapter 307