The first strike can be considered a deterrent, but the second followed immediately—this was the clear attitude of Yaochi Holy Land.
The West Pool Saintess remained expressionless, standing before the Bronze Gate in white as snow. Even after executing people back-to-back, not a shred of murderous intent could be felt from her; instead, a sacred aura seemed to flow around her entire body.
This time, after staying her hand, she said nothing. Her indifferent gaze swept across the locations of the various major powers.
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