"Just an incarnation wants to commit murder in front of me? That's quite disrespectful, don't you think?"
As the Spear of Judgment slowly approached, about to pierce the Goddess's head, a light, breezy voice drifted through the air.
Everyone turned towards the voice and saw a fair hand quietly appear before the Goddess. The index finger flicked gently against the thumb.
"Ding—"
The flick seemed gentle, like flicking a droplet of water. Strangely, the once intimidating Spear of Judgment shattered instantly as if struck by a heavy hammer, disintegrated into golden sparkles, and gradually vanished in front of everyone.
"This..."
"Ying Yue intervened?"
Thunder God and the others were momentarily stunned, then became overjoyed. "That was so timely! A moment later and the Goddess would have been doomed!"
The Goddess herself broke into a cold sweat, breathing a long sigh of relief. Even so, her heart was still trembling uncontrollably.
