There was no time to waste. Without further ago, Ye Qingtang rushed straight towards the huge figure of the Cursed True God.
As she landed on the bones of the Cursed True God, Ye Qingtang felt immense pressure crushing her from all sides as a familiar song started playing beside her ear…
Thump, thump. Ye Qingtang's heart sped up and she lifted her eyes to scan around her subconsciously. But the Cursed True God was nowhere to be seen.
It was as though the song was coming right from her heart.
A loud crack suddenly sounded from behind the Cursed True God. As Ye Qingtang lifted her eyes to look, she saw a pair of gray wings growing from the back of the Cursed True God.
What was going on?
A sense of dread rose from within Ye Qingtang. Instinctively, she concentrated all her energy and constructed a huge sword of black flames which she swung directly down at the bones of the Cursed True God.
There was no time to think!