C392 One Hand to Destroy You

The moon glowed with a blood-red hue, the clouds were pitch-black, and the blade's chill was piercing.

Shangguan Ying'er had never felt death's presence so intimately.

The dagger's icy touch was like millennia-old ice grazing her delicate skin, leaving a faint trail of blood.

This made Shangguan Ying'er's body shudder involuntarily. Her pupils dilated as she opened her mouth, trying to speak