Bai Ziling raised her right hand, her fingers gradually sharpened like blades.
Then she swiftly swung, creating a huge gash on the neck of the Faceless Giant.
"Roar—!!!"
The Faceless Puppet looked up to the sky and roared, magic power ripples devastatingly burst forth, shattering all the falling snow in the sky. Its body trembled as it tried to shake off the ants on its shoulder, and failing to do so, it raised its huge palms to capture Bai Ziling.
Black Wukong was about to rise from the ruins on Somersault Cloud when suddenly she paused.
In that instant, from directly above the Faceless Puppet, a magical girl in a dark red dress descended from the sky, her hands raised high like a full moon, wielding a giant scythe, and slashed fiercely at the gray-white puppet's wrist—!
The air paused for a brief moment, then a flash of dark red brilliance followed, accompanied by a waterfall-like gush of black blood erupting from the puppet's severed wrist.
