"Hmm?"
Zhou Yan slightly startled, immediately harboring some doubts in his heart.
However, while he was still questioning, the woman swiftly donned a pitch-black Soul Armor.
The Soul Armor, forming a cohesive whole, enveloped her body and most of her appearance, leaving only her spiritual eyes and a strand of her nose visible.
Although at that instant it seemed as though she had completely recovered, once the halo of rainbow light vanished, she continued to cough, vomiting blood incessantly.
In the strikingly vivid blood, one could clearly see shattered organs and fragments of viscera.
This was clearly a wound caused by destructive strength.
"So it's... Zhou Xuanzhe, I am Lin Miaohan," the woman said, spewing another mouthful of blood, her voice somewhat feeble.
Regarding her nude state seen earlier by Zhou Yan, she appeared nonchalant.
Yet Zhou Yan still discerned from her fair, slightly flushed nose that the woman was not as composed as she seemed.
