บท 1003: Secrets of the Alliance (Part 3)

Wang Lin's expression remained cold. He instantly crossed hundreds of feet and arrived outside the bubble where the woman in pink and the unconscious village girl were. He looked at them coldly.

The woman in pink became vigilant, the mark of snow on her forehead continuing to flash. She was extremely nervous. In this strange and quiet lava, she could do nothing to stop him. The only thing she could rely on was the snow mark on her forehead, a defensive treasure given to her by her eldest senior sister.

"Are you the Brilliant Void Saintess?" Wang Lin stared at the woman in pink and calmly sent out a divine sense. His divine sense, merging with the lava, caused ripples to appear. The bubble the woman in pink was in fluctuated violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

The pink-robed woman's face immediately turned pale. She bit her lower lip and shook her head. "I'm not the Brilliant Void Saintess. My Big Sister is."