The three of them were frantic inside, and between attack and defense, they naturally held nothing back. For a time, sharp radiance flared brilliantly, and all colors of spiritual light wove and darted through midair.
Together with the venomous snakes formed from the whip shadows, they coiled toward that dazzling Startling Rainbow.
Boom!
The next instant, an earth-shaking explosion rang in their ears.
A mass of fiery-red spiritual radiance rose into view, but very quickly, it was pressed down by the gray-white light beside it, shattering inch by inch and revealing the face of the Palace-Robed Woman.
Her face was deathly pale, and like a falling meteor, she smashed viciously into the surface of the ground.
A huge deep pit appeared before their eyes.
Though she had the protection of her Body-Protecting Spirit Light, the injuries she suffered from this blow were far from minor. She could almost no longer move; saying she was covered in wounds would not be an exaggeration.
"Idiot. Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. If you had handed over the Nine Spirit Immortal Herb just now, why would you have had to make yourself so wretched?"
The icy voice of the cultivator in the broad gray robe rang in their ears. Then he raised his right hand and swung it down without the slightest hesitation, and the whip shadow, like a venomous snake, struck straight at the woman's head.
Although the other party's looks were far from ordinary, there was no such thing as tender pity for beauty in the cultivation world. Since he had stolen her treasure, of course he had to cut the grass and tear out the roots.
Yet right at that moment, a burst of heaven-shaking thunder rang in their ears. Then space twisted, and a vortex appeared before