The black sleeves were damaged in the flames, revealing skin covered in dark red cracks on the limbs beneath.
Pain surged.
Accompanying it was Battle Intent boiling to the extreme.
The ferocity in the girl's eyes grew even stronger.
The sinister smile at the corner of her mouth, illuminated by the firelight, looked more like a demon than an actual demon.
[Reverse Battle] activated.
The Black Flood Dragon lineage lives through death.
The heavier the injuries, the wilder the blood and Qi.
Her body shot forward violently.
A sonic boom cloud exploded where she stood, shattering the surrounding fire net.
The Figure in Black streaked across the sky, not avoiding the sharp edges, using her body as a weapon to clash head-on with the hundred-zhang Primordial Spirit.
The girl stretched her body, her right leg raised high like a battle-axe splitting a mountain.
A fierce whip-kick, carrying ten thousand catties of wind and thunder, smashed down toward that massive wolf head.
Boom—
Heaven and earth trembled as air waves cleared the sky.
The massive Primordial Spirit, capable of moving mountains and possessing terrifying power, was actually kicked to the ground by this tiny figure.
The giant wolf body smashed into the mountain, dust rising and rubble flying through the air.
Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven couldn't bother with the sharp pain in his wolf head; his golden pupils were filled with disbelief.
How is this possible?!
Is she... using some kind of cheat?
The demon race is uniquely blessed by heaven.
Whether it's the length of their Lifespan or the strength of their Physical Body and Primordial Spirit, they are Innate-ly superior to the Human Race by more than just a bit.
The Human Race practices the Dao by borrowing the power of heaven and earth, practicing techniques and refining Magic Treasures to compensate for the weakness of their Physical Body.
This has always been an unshakeable truth in the cultivation world.
If the Human Race's Physical Body could rival that of demons, then why bother cultivating Divine Abilities? Why play with Magic Treasures?
Furthermore.
This woman before him is only in the middle stage of Ascending the Tower.
While he, Crimson Heaven, has been immersed in the late stage of Ascending the Tower for over a hundred thousand years.
To polish this Primordial Spirit, he had consumed countless Heaven And Earth Treasures and refined many rare heart materials.
But just now.
In a purely physical collision.
His Primordial Spirit was actually kicked to the ground by this tiny Human Race woman's Physical Body?
Is there any justice left?
Even in his Primordial Spirit form, Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven felt a surge of blood and Qi in his chest, and a sweet taste at the back of his throat.
But he forcibly swallowed the discomfort.
After the confusion.
Came shame and anger.
"Good, good, good..."
Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven laughed out of extreme anger, his laughter chilling: "You want to play with this Emperor like this, do you?"
He slowly straightened his back, and on the hundred-zhang wolf body, red demon fire rose again.
"Today, this Emperor will also play with your Human Race's methods!"
Before his voice faded.
Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven let out a furious roar.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
Nine streaks of light separated from his body.
Within the light, nine swords emerged together, arranged in the Nine Palaces positions, instantly sealing off all the girl's paths of retreat.
This wasn't all.
"Suppress!"
Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven's body shook again.
A palm-sized golden seal grew as it met the wind.
In just a moment.
It turned into a towering small mountain, its entire body glowing with brilliant golden light, carrying the force of ten thousand catties as it smashed down fiercely toward the girl's head.
Magic Treasures.
All of them were Magic Treasures.
A Demon Emperor was now actually acting like a Human Race Cultivator, sacrificing a pile of Magic Treasures to smash someone.
This scene looked ironic no matter how you viewed it.
But it had to be said.
Such methods were indeed effective.
At the moment the girl was pinned down by the Flying Swords and the golden seal.
Roar—!!!
Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven opened his bloody maw.
Red demon fire poured out frantically like a river breaking its banks.
A sea of fire filled the sky.
Instantly, the Figure in Black was completely engulfed.
At the same time.
Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven exerted force with his four legs, his massive body turning into a streak of red lightning, following closely behind the sea of fire as he slammed into it.
Facing such a continuous onslaught.
The girl remained expressionless, ignoring the surging flames.
Instead, her gaze fell toward the distance where the roar was coming from.
Compared to the seemingly surging flames.
The two Magic Treasures gave her a feeling... of greater threat.
Deep within the firelight, her black robes fluttered.
The girl's expression was calm.
Standing amidst the towering waves of fire, she actually seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll.
Nine Flying Swords shot toward her like meteors chasing the moon, aiming for various points on the girl's body.
The angles were tricky, truly insidious and vicious.
The girl lightly extended her fair wrists, meeting the sword edges with only her bare palms.
A series of clanging sounds rang out.
The nine Flying Swords were actually all smashed flying by her punches, one by one.
Immediately after, a foul wind came from above.
The golden seal transformed into a Sumeru Mountain, blotting out the sun and smashing down like Mount Tai.
The girl twisted her waist, half-turning her body, her right leg like a divine dragon swinging its tail.
Clang—
The towering small mountain was actually kicked spinning by this strike, flying straight beyond the highest heavens and turning into a meteor, falling to parts unknown.
Seeing this, Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven felt a surge of anger.
Motherf*cker... this is truly ridiculous!
But... no matter how fast her reactions were.
Could she really resolve all of his continuous attacks?
Seeing that they were about to collide head-on with no way to avoid it.
Behind the girl, two trails of white mist hung down like spiritual snakes, instantly latching onto a protruding rock behind her.
Using the pulling force.
Her figure moved like a ghost, shifting a hundred zhang horizontally out of thin air, leaving a trail of afterimages.
Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven's pounce hit nothing but air; unable to stop his momentum, his eyes were full of astonishment.
What kind of method is this again?
While in shock, he felt a weight on his head and a foul wind in his face.
The girl had returned; using the pulling force of the white mist, she descended from the sky like an eagle striking a rabbit.
Her five fingers, like iron pincers, dug deep into the Primordial Spirit's wolf head.
Using the downward momentum and the strength of her waist and abdomen, she actually pressed that hundred-zhang wolf body from the sky into the ground.
Dust flew and the ground shook.
The vast Qifeng Ridge seemed to have been struck by a giant hammer, shaking three times.
When the dust settled.
The once-unbeatable Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven had half his head pressed into the mud and rocks, his limbs twitching, momentarily unable to move.
And the Girl in Black Robes was kneeling on the wolf's head, one hand pressing down on the wolf's snout, the other raised high.
Her expression was indifferent, like an Arhat subduing dragons and tigers, or like an Asura suppressing Hell.
"Roar—!!!"
A roar was squeezed out from deep within his throat.
Red demon fire surged again, attempting to flip the girl off his back.
However.
The hand pressed on the wolf head was like it had taken root, remaining motionless.
The girl lowered her eyes, looking at the struggling beast beneath her feet, a flash of impatience in her eyes.
Her raised fist fell heavily.
Thump.
Right arm raised.
Fell.
Thump.
Another punch.
No blood flowed from the Primordial Spirit.
But that didn't mean it didn't hurt.
On the contrary, the pain of the Divine Soul being directly shaken was a thousand times worse than physical pain.
The huge wolf snout was smashed into a distorted shape; as soon as the red demon fire appeared, it was forcibly dispersed by that punch.
With every punch that fell, the massive wolf head trembled violently.
Until finally.
It could only let out muffled whimpers.
Until finally.
Jiang Yuechu slowly raised her right hand.
Her movements paused slightly.
In her palm, a crimson light suddenly flared up.
The red light flowed, spreading along her arm, dyeing the entire right arm translucent.
Her slender arm was like a sharp blade entering rotting soil, piercing through the Primordial Spirit's wolf head without any resistance.
It sank straight in.
The surroundings were silent.
One could hear a pin drop.
The various Cultivators watching from a distance all had their mouths wide open.
That was Demon Emperor Crimson Heaven!
A notorious figure in the Ten Thousand Demon Great Marsh, a great demon at the late stage of Ascending the Tower!
Now he was actually being rubbed into the ground by a Human Race woman with her bare hands?
She hadn't even summoned her Primordial Spirit!
Has this world gone mad?