Long Anming, in her human form, was breathtaking, even more beautiful than before.
Her snow-white hair cascaded like silk down her back, her horns form a glowing crown.
Her golden eyes still carried the pride and fury of a dragon goddess. The remnants of divine and abyssal aura wrapped around her like twin halos, beautiful and terrifying in equal measure.
But Yu Xuan's expression darkened.
"Hey," he said, his voice heavy, almost dangerous.
Long Anming stiffened.
His gaze bore into her with a ferocity that made her breath hitch, as if she had killed his Ancestors.
She could feel that she had benefited from whatever he'd done to her, yet defiance still burned in her chest.
And, she was he one being wronged here. Sympathise with her.
Then, without warning, an icy dread crawled up her spine — an instinctive fear that disobeying him would bring consequences beyond her comprehension.
"Change into your dragon form," Yu Xuan commanded.
