C214 Three Great Blood Spirits

Upon witnessing Jun Lindao's successful escape from her grasp, Imperial Consort Ming's irritation was barely contained. A glint of icy menace flashed in her demonic gaze as she directed a disdainful snort at the secular army below. With a swift extension of her left hand, she fiercely grasped at the multitude of chariots.

In a mere moment, the chariots below were ensnared by her demonic talons