The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 1070

Chapter 1070: 830 The Final Truth

Her eyes showed no emotion, neither sorrow nor joy, no compassion nor disgust.

It was as if all things in the world were just insignificant specks of dust to her.

Not worth lingering over, nor worth staying for.

It was not Sage Death who orchestrated everything behind the scenes, but rather...

Sage’s Judgment!

Sage’s Judgment, Yue Fuyi.

"Finally..." Yue Fuyi gripped the silver heavy sword in her hand, slowly raising it, pointing at the center of Ying Zijin’s brow, "At this moment."

She said quietly, "Among so many sages, only you, I really do not wish to be your enemy."

The combat strength of the Wheel of Destiny among the Twenty-Two Sages was only considered moderate.

But Ying Zijin’s abilities were too strong.

Divine Calculator of the World.

Who wouldn’t need it?

Ying Zijin’s gaze remained calm, without any surprise: "So it’s you after all."

When she heard the communication from the Ancient Martial World that Yue Fuyi had emerged a few days prior, she had her suspicions.

So she frequently asked Fu Yunshen if Death was really so loyal.

A person doesn’t change without reason.

But Yue Fuyi appeared in time to save Ling Mianxi, dispelling some of her doubts.

But now, Ying Zijin could be certain.

This was an illusion created by Sage’s Judgment.

And here she was, waiting for them, waiting for both to lose in a struggle.

Still sitting there, watching the battle.

Waiting until the end, then officially making an appearance.

The so-called incomplete power was just an excuse.

Yue Fuyi nodded slightly, her tone calm: "Among so many people, only you discovered it."

"Very well, deservedly a sage with absolute precognition besides the initial Four Sages."

"..."

The surroundings remained deathly silent.

Cold sweat broke out on Ling Mianxi’s back, her scalp tingling as if electrified.

She looked at the deep crack on the ground, her hands stiff.

She had no guard against Yue Fuyi at all.

Had Ying Zijin not pulled her away a second later, she feared she would be dead.

Ling Mianxi wanted to ask "why," but couldn’t utter these three words at all.

Yue Fuyi slowly turned, looking at the defeated Reverse Sages, her voice indifferent: "As expected, even with the reverse position, trash remains trash."

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