The clouds and mist dispersed.
A figure hung quietly in mid-air.
black robes like ink, long hair like a waterfall.
Unlike a mundane body of flesh and blood, a faint dark-gold light flowed upon the skin, as if a divine statue in a temple that had received a thousand years of incense had come to life.
Eyes devoid of a single trace of mortal emotion gazed quietly at the Taiyuan Demon Emperor.
"..."
Looking at that familiar face, the Taiyuan Demon Emperor paused slightly and subconsciously took a few steps back.
What did this mean?
Could it be that three Denglou Realm Demon Emperors... couldn't even stall her for a short while?
But it was only for a moment.
He soon noticed something was wrong.
No.
Although the person before him looked exactly like the woman in black robes, upon closer inspection, many eerie details could be detected.
No heartbeat.
No breathing.
Even the surging blood Qi was unstable and floating, like duckweed without roots.
How was this a living person?
At most, it was just something like a Puppet!!
Having figured this out,
the Taiyuan Demon Emperor first breathed a long sigh of relief.
But then, a surge of irritation followed.
In that instant just now, he had actually been scared into retreating half a step by a mere bullshit Puppet!
What a humiliating disgrace!
He, the grand Demon Emperor of Lingshan's Fourth Cave and descendant of the ancient Divine Beast White Tiger, would actually fear a dead object like a clay or wooden carving?!
It would be one thing if the true body had descended.
But now... "Heh..."
The Taiyuan Demon Emperor laughed out of extreme rage, and the Evil Qi around him surged once again.
He took a step forward, and the massive phantom of a White Tiger behind him roared at the sky.
Golden light flared brilliantly as the aura of slaughter soared into the heavens.
"Break for this Emperor!!!"
His five fingers formed a claw, tearing through the sky with the power to collapse mountains and sever peaks, clawing fiercely toward the head of that Golden Body Dharma Image!
Below,
Thirteen Wu watched the figure strike out boldly, then looked at the motionless Golden Body Dharma Image, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.
He naturally saw that it wasn't the true body.
But he had no idea how much of Jiang Yuechu's strength this Incense Golden Body could possess.
On the side, the hearts of the Imperial Ancestor, White Jade Tower, and the others were in their throats.
If Thirteen Wu had no idea... did they?
Jiang Yuechu hadn't explained things clearly back then!!!
However,
facing this earth-shattering claw,
the figure in black robes standing in mid-air finally moved.
She slowly raised a hand, indifferently meeting the descending tiger claw.
The next moment,
BOOM—!!!
A deafening roar echoed through the clouds.
A terrifying shockwave, like a flood bursting through a dam, swept frantically in all directions.
Dust and smoke filled the air, blotting out the sun.
Everyone's eyes were fixed intently on the center of the collision.
The dust slowly cleared.
An unbelievable scene appeared before everyone's eyes.
The ferocious tiger claw, capable of tearing through mountains and rivers, was actually held steady by that seemingly fragile palm.
It hadn't moved forward an inch.
"How... is this possible?!"
The Taiyuan Demon Emperor's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
"Fake... it's all fake... You're just a fake!!! How can you block this Emperor's move?!"
Before he could recover from his shock,
the Golden Body Dharma Image's five fingers slightly closed.
The Taiyuan Demon Emperor only felt a massive force transmitted from the other party's palm.
Intense pain instantly spread throughout his body.
"AHHH—!!!"
The Taiyuan Demon Emperor let out a shrill scream, instinctively wanting to pull back and retreat.
But that palm was like a steel vise, firmly gripping his claw and making him unable to move.
The Golden Body Dharma Image slowly raised her head and gazed at him quietly.
"Let go!!!"
Both shocked and enraged, the Taiyuan Demon Emperor's other intact claw ignited with raging golden flames, striking fiercely toward the Golden Body Dharma Image's chest.
However,
the Golden Body Dharma Image's movements were even faster than his.
Her figure sank slightly, and her left leg whipped out like a lash, striking first.
A plain and unadorned whip-kick, carrying ten thousand tons of momentum, slammed heavily into the Taiyuan Demon Emperor's waist and abdomen.
BANG—!!!
The Taiyuan Demon Emperor's body arched, and blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.
He was forcibly kicked down from above the clouds by this single strike.
BOOM—!!!
The massive body, like a falling meteor, crashed heavily onto the official road outside Chang'an City.
The earth cracked, and dust rose everywhere.
A bottomless crater appeared before everyone.
Between heaven and earth, there was a dead silence.
Whether it was the people of Great Tang or Thirteen Wu,
all were dumbstruck at this moment, staring blankly at the figure in black robes hanging in mid-air.
A mere Golden Body Dharma Image had already reached such a level.
Just how powerful was Jiang Yuechu's own strength?!
If her true body were to arrive... Everyone stared at the horizon, their minds shaken, unable to calm down for a long time.
Before everyone could recover from their shock,
the golden figure in their sight suddenly vanished from its spot.
BOOM—
A piercing sonic boom suddenly exploded.
Golden light flared around the avatar as the entire figure turned into a beam of light that pierced through heaven and earth, diving straight toward the bottomless crater on the ground.
Its momentum was so fast that it even left a long-lasting golden trail in the sky.
Then her hem flared angrily.
In mid-air, her figure suddenly paused.
A fierce foot stomped downward.
Inside the crater,
the dust that had just begun to settle rose again, tumbling like a raging tide.
The massive demon body had just struggled to crawl up from the rubble, not even having time to take a single breath,
when it saw the light above completely shrouded by a shadow.
He jerked his head up.
What entered his eyes was a rapidly enlarging sole of a foot, swirling with dark-gold light.
"This is bad!"
BOOM—!!!
The entire Chang'an City, and even the surrounding hundred miles, trembled violently.
It was like an earthquake.
Blood splattered, mixing with the dust and rubble as it shot out in all directions.
Thick blood even splashed onto the city walls hundreds of feet away.
Leaving large, shocking patches of crimson.
Within the deep pit, there was no more sound.
Only the violent shockwaves were still wreaking havoc.
In just a few breaths,
the grand Demon Emperor of Lingshan's Fourth Cave, descendant of the ancient White Tiger, and a true Tower Ascent great demon,
had actually been stomped into a pile of mush.
Not even a single intact bone could be found.
In the blink of an eye,
an extremely brilliant white-gold light soared into the sky from the bloody mess in the deep pit.
The massive White Tiger Primordial Spirit finally broke free from the shattered Physical Body and fled upward in a panic.
The Primordial Spirit was hundreds of feet tall, its entire body condensed from the purest aura of slaughter, golden and brilliant, radiating Divine Might.
It hung high in the sky, looking down at the pile of unrecognizable flesh below.
Then it looked at the Golden Body in black robes slowly rising from the deep pit.
The rage and humiliation in its heart could no longer be suppressed.
"A mere dead object! How dare you destroy this Emperor's body!!!"
The roar was like rolling thunder, shaking the very heavens.
As an orthodox Tower Ascent demon, the Taiyuan Demon Emperor was naturally not an outlier like Jiuying, who only knew how to cultivate the Physical Body.
The Primordial Spirit was where its true foundation lay!