The White Lotus cult produces monsters—so the saying goes—bewitching the masses with treacherous words. Just moments ago, the White Saintess had been locked in a life-or-death struggle against him, and now, all of a sudden, she claims dying by his hand leaves her without regret, playing the part of a sentimental victim. How could Qin Yuesheng ever believe her?
Without a shred of mercy, he brought his blade down in a ruthless slash. Instantly, the White Saintess perished amid the blazing fire, her beauty reduced to ashes, her bones to nothing.
Astoundingly, after her death, the White Saintess' remains melted into water in the blink of an eye, flowing onto the ground and diffusing a bizarre fragrance. Inhaling it left one dizzy, vision blurred, and limbs robbed of strength.
Thus, Qin Yuesheng was left unable even to take her apart.
From afar, Cao Mengda glimpsed the White Saintess' demise, and his heart filled with utter panic. His wits deserted him entirely.
