Before the words had even fallen, the demonic Qi was already churning violently. A black shadow shot out from within it, then swelled against the wind; in the blink of an eye, it had transformed into something over a hundred zhang long—a Giant Axe of extraordinary sharpness.
Countless fist-sized runes flew out from its surface. One glance was enough to tell it was no ordinary thing. When a Heavenly Demon Venerable made a move, it truly had the effect of splitting stone and startling the heavens.
By then, the master of that demonic Qi had already flown vaguely close. He was a big man about a zhang tall, bald-headed and barefoot, his features savage to the extreme.
And the spiritual pressure he gave off far surpassed that of an early Tribulation Transcendence cultivator.
This was actually a mid-stage old monster.
As everyone knew, the gap between Spirit Division and Tribulation Transcendence was like cloud and mud, to say nothing of the fact that the opponent was already at the mid-stage. By ordinary logic, the four girls were like ants before him, something he could seize with a mere stretch of the hand.
For him to bring out a treasure already counted as giving them sufficient regard.
Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons were, to begin with, far stronger than cultivators of the same rank.
For the Purple-Clad Maiden to open the way at the front was practically no different from an ant trying to shake a tree.
She should dodge!
Clashing head-on with him was too foolish.
The gap between the two sides could not be measured in miles; it would only end with her sword destroyed and her life lost.
And yet, reason was reason.
Faced with that razor-sharp Demon Axe, the expression on the Purple-Clad Maiden's face was still as calm