Ji Qingzhu pointed her sword at the gathering of saints, her red lips curving into a slight smile.
It was not that she looked down on these people, but rather that after her breakthrough to the True Saint realm, she had truly become terrifyingly strong. Within the same realm, it was rare to find an adversary who could withstand a single blow from her.
"What are you laughing at? Do you really think you can act however you please?!" demanded the white-haired Saint King in a stern shout.
Chapter 342