Xu Chunniang raised her brows and smiled. Her Demonic Thought shot forth, striking at the formation shrouding the courtyard.
Devil cultivators advanced with astonishing speed, so their understanding of the hundred arts of cultivation—talismans, formations, pills, artifacts, and even laws and domains—was exceedingly shallow.
Just like the formation before her: in the eyes of Xu Chunniang, who was well-versed in the Dao of Formations, it was riddled with flaws.
It lasted only a dozen breaths before collapsing with a thunderous crash, crumbling like dry weeds and rotten wood.
The formation's owner sensed its destruction and stormed out of the room in a fury.
"Who dares provoke me here?"
What charged out was a towering Nine Nether Deer.
The Nine Nether Deer swept his gaze around before locking it firmly on Xu Chunniang before Shan Xia. His tone was hostile. "Was it you who destroyed my formation?"
Xu Chunniang sized him up. The Devil Race came in all manner of bizarre forms; the lower a devil cultivator's cultivation, the uglier their appearance tended to be.
High-level devil cultivators, on the other hand, were often far more pleasing to the eye.
This Nine Nether Deer before her suited her taste quite well.
Moreover, Nine Nether Deer were swift and could cultivate Netherworld Qi. He was practically a mount tailored specifically for her!
Xu Chunniang was in excellent spirits. She smiled as she studied the Nine Nether Deer, finding him more pleasing the longer she looked.
"This is my territory. If anyone should be demanding an explanation, it should be me."
Lu Ru seemed to realize who she was, and his eyes rolled.
He had heard of Ji Xin's death several days ago.
It was said that Ji Xin had been killed by a female cultivator at the Soul Transformation stage. It was