Zi Zhen's vicious head in her ghostfiend state tilted slightly. "You want to compare divine abilities with me?"
Elder Jiuli shouted, "A ghostfiend with nothing but brute strength—now I'll show you what the divine abilities of a superior bloodline truly are!"
As his words fell, a thin membrane surfaced over Elder Jiuli's body. It was black as well, yet translucent. At a glance, it looked like a "black halo."
"Interesting." Zi Zhen sneered.
Judging by Zi Zhen's performance of directly resisting a high-grade Heavenly Venerable Dao Artifact, the Formless Jade Clan's physical body should not have been able to withstand the Eight Slaughter Arms.
Yet at this moment, Elder Jiuli seemed to have suddenly found his courage. Wrapped in that translucent substance, he drove both fists at Zi Zhen.
Zi Zhen flicked her bone-spiked scorpion tail, blocking his attack. Yet that strange substance actually stuck to her tail.
In an instant, Zi Zhen's bone-spiked scorpion tail turned into black jade!
Moreover, the jadeification was slowly spreading.
Elder Jiuli's divine ability could jadeify opponents who came into contact with his attacks!
Under Elder Jiuli's relentless barrage, Zi Zhen raised the Eight Slaughter Arms to block. After several exchanges, most of her arm-blades had been jadeified.
"These are enough to make you recognize the gap between us, lowly ghost race! This is the power of the Formless Jade Clan, the absolute pinnacle among ghostfiends!" Elder Jiuli snorted.
"That's it?" Zi Zhen scoffed.
The seven-orifice heart on the Purpleblood Demon's chest glimmered with flowing rainbow light. She lightly blew several wisps of seven-colored Ancestral Demon Heartflame onto her jadeified body.
Sizzle—!
Those somewhat bizarre black substances seemed to burn away and vanish outright, and Zi Zhen's Ghostgod Body returned to normal.
"A lowly ghost race? Then what the hell are you?" Zi Zhen