Jiang Yuechu did not like listening to nonsense.
Since it was a Demon meant to be killed, it was a dead Demon.
Why waste words on a dead Demon?
She had already made her stance clear just moments ago; she didn't expect this fellow to still be so forgetful...
She shook her head.
The Qi Sea within her body roared, and the black-red mountain trembled.
[Four Perils Manifestation · Desolate God Body]
The killing intent of the tiger, the extreme speed of the wolf, the immense weight of the bear, and the golden body of the pig.
At this moment, four distinct and terrifying powers were completely fused into this slender body.
The gravel beneath her feet instantly flew off, and with the suddenly exploding wave of Qi, it was violently expelled in all directions.
Beneath her skin, silver radiance flowed ceaselessly.
Under the support of such luxurious foundations, the young girl threw a punch, causing the surrounding air to twist crazily.
Until the moment her fist touched the Demon's body.
Boom—!!!
The delayed sonic boom finally exploded.
The armor on the Crimson Scale Demon Venerable's chest shattered, and red-gold fragments scattered like rain.
Its entire body turned into a red line, shooting uncontrollably backward toward the Nine Heavens.
Pain.
Excruciating pain.
But beyond this pain, there was even more fury, enough to burn rivers and seas dry.
Can you...
Let me finish speaking, damn it?!
Unable to care about anything else, it immediately revealed its Demon form.
"Roar—!!!"
A roar shattered the flowing clouds across the sky.
Red mist surged, and a foul wind arose.
A terrifying figure, hundreds of zhang long, flickered within the red mist.
Its entire body was crimson, and its scales were like fire.
It was clearly a Red Flood Dragon!
As its true form was revealed, the temperature in this world suddenly soared.
In the Void Realm, a massive scroll slowly unfurled.
In the painting, there were no mountains or water, only scorched earth stretching for ten thousand li and the eternal, inextinguishable Tribulation Fire.
It was its Yin Mountain Inner Scenery · Thousand Li Scorched Earth Map.
"To be able to force out my true form, you have enough to be proud of."
"But that is..."
"As far as it goes!"
The massive dragon head reached down from the clouds, its voice like rolling thunder, shaking the Poyang city walls below until they trembled.
Boom—!!!
Its massive mouth opened.
A red-gold pillar of fire, several zhang thick, carrying a temperature capable of destroying everything, poured down from the Nine Heavens.
Wherever the pillar of fire passed, the Void Realm twisted.
Everyone's faces turned pale, and they stared blankly at the horizon.
Such might...
Even from far away, they felt their hair and beards singeing; if it fell into the city...
The commoners in the entire city would likely be turned into fly ash in an instant.
Before this red-gold pillar of fire, which was enough to make all living beings despair.
The young girl slowly raised her head.
Suddenly.
Two crystal-clear, jade-colored dragon horns protruded aggressively from her forehead.
On her originally fair skin, fine scales appeared, flickering in and out of existence.
Reflecting the firelight, they shimmered with a chilling glint.
The next instant.
Boom!
The ground beneath the young girl shattered.
She flew against the current!
At the same time.
As her figure rose.
Endless water vapor gathered crazily from all directions.
In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a towering giant wave hundreds of zhang high.
Black water surged, and gloomy thunder rolled, following the young girl's figure.
It slammed fiercely into the red-gold pillar of fire descending from the sky!
Water and fire collided.
The world was instantly filled with a piercing sound.
Vast white water vapor exploded, obscuring half the firmament.
However.
This seemingly imposing giant wave of black water was ultimately a notch weaker than the Crimson Scale Demon Venerable's innate true fire.
It only held out for a few breaths.
The giant wave shattered, and the water vapor evaporated.
Above the clouds.
The Crimson Scale Demon Venerable looked at the figure that appeared exceptionally small amidst the vast water vapor, its eyes full of mockery.
Just a Yang Mountain martial artist relying on brute strength, who had learned some subpar Water Control tricks; how dare she show off in front of him?
Who was he?
He was of the Red Flood Dragon clan, and furthermore, a Mountain-Viewing Realm Demon Venerable who specialized in Yin Spirits.
Want to extinguish his fire with water?
Delusional!
The Crimson Scale Demon Venerable opened its dragon mouth wide, and the originally red-gold flames now carried a hint of purple, with the temperature rising sharply again.
However.
In the center where the rolling white mist and raging flames intertwined.
A black light violently tore through the curtain of fire.
The massive vertical pupils contracted violently.
That was...
Clang—!!!
The Great Halberd, like an arrow piercing the clouds, turned into a black lightning bolt, instantly piercing through the Crimson Scale Demon Venerable's hard dragon scales.
It stabbed in from the lower jaw and pierced out from the back of the head!
Bringing with it a spray of scalding red-gold dragon blood, which scattered across the sky.
"Awoooo—!!!"
Immediately after, a brilliant golden light arrived first despite starting later.
Swish!
The golden light dissipated.
The young girl's figure was already steadily hovering above the Demon Venerable's head.
Her expression was indifferent as she reached out and grasped the Great Halberd that was still moving upward.
She leaned back, her Qi and blood like a dragon, roaring loudly.
Facing that massive dragon head filled with terror.
She turned her hand back.
"Slash."
Boom—!!!
The Great Halberd was like an axe splitting the heavens.
It slashed down in a rage!
Pfft!
The crimson head instantly separated from the massive body.
Dragon blood gushed out like a waterfall, dyeing half the sky red.
Jiang Yuechu stood in the clouds, letting the scalding dragon blood splash onto her black robes.
Tsk...
Mages should just honestly hide and throw skills...
Does this still need to be taught?
She narrowed her eyes slightly, listening to a crisp sound in her mind that was like music to her ears.
[Killed a Mountain Gazing Realm creature, gained 63,977 years of Dao Cultivation]
Adding the previous 15,000+ years of savings.
At this moment, the wealth on her system panel was already approaching the 80,000-year mark!
The arc at the corner of Jiang Yuechu's mouth, which she had been trying hard to suppress, finally rose slightly.
But the next instant.
Her gaze shifted downward, and her brows furrowed slightly.
"Collect."
The young girl's red lips parted slightly, and her throat moved.
The hundreds-of-zhang-long corpse of the Red Flood Dragon, along with the fallen head.
Stalled strangely in mid-air, then shrank rapidly, turning into two crimson streams of light that disappeared into the young girl's mouth.
Below.
Yue Huaiyuan and the others, who had already prepared themselves to die.
With their heads tilted back, letting the warm dragon blood splash all over their faces, they were all dumbfounded...
"..."
Jiang Yuechu did not pay attention to the reaction below; her mind had already sunk into her Sea of Consciousness.
As expected, the system panel trembled slightly, and a line of small text appeared.
[Unrecorded Demon detected. Consume Dao Cultivation to record?]
Although she was currently very short on Dao Cultivation.
But this Crimson Scale Demon Venerable was not only of the Red Flood Dragon clan but also had Mountain Gazing Realm cultivation.
Whether for the Incomplete Manual of the Dragon Transformation Scripture or the fire-control Divine Ability, there was no possibility of giving up.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuechu did not hesitate anymore.
"Record!"
The 80,000 years of Dao Cultivation that had been so pleasing to the mind decreased instantly.
It only stopped after a full 36,400 years were deducted.
[Successfully performed Shadow Copy on Crimson Scale Demon Venerable, obtained Demon gift]
[Talent · Fire Control: Innate Divine Ability of the Red Flood Dragon clan, can draw upon earthly fire, burn the heavens and boil the seas, turning everything it passes into scorched earth.]
Hum—
Jiang Yuechu felt a warmth in her chest.
She slowly raised her right hand and gently rubbed her slender fingertips.
Pfft.
A cluster of red-gold flames danced happily on her fingertips.
Although the flame was small, the surrounding air instantly twisted and deformed under this terrifying high temperature.
Water Control with her left hand, fire control with her right, plus the Move Mountain technique of the White Ape Duke.
Tsk tsk...
If she cultivated the Inner Scenery to completion.
Wouldn't it be unfathomably devious?