As Lan Mengling looked at Shen Lang, she unconsciously found herself in a daze...
If it weren't for Shen Lang, facing pursuit from two people whose Cultivation was far stronger than her own while she was severely injured, her odds of survival this time would have been slim.
No, not just slim.
If it weren't for his presence, this Divine Split of hers would have truly been destroyed here.
Lan Mengling, a grand master of the Demon God Hall, had been infuriated to the point of fainting by a boy like him, was helpless against him, and in the end, was even saved by him...
It was all so utterly unbelievable.
She, who was a nightmare to the powerhouses of countless factions, whose name alone struck terror in their hearts...
She, who could flip her hand to summon clouds and turn it to create rain, who could annihilate Legendary Sects overnight with a single thought, whose single sentence could cause the Soul of a peerless expert to Scatter...
