C500 A Thousand Years Later the Divine Temple Collapsed

Under the relentless pressure from the Saintess, the Great Slave Manager kept retreating, her face pale with fear, yet she dared not outright refuse the Saintess's demands.

"Why are you running? Have you forgotten who helped you get to where you are today?" Ji Wudu demanded sharply. Though she appeared intimidating, her skills were as sharp as ever. She grabbed the Great Slave Manager's wrist