"Bastard—!!!"
A shriek filled with endless resentment, rage, humiliation, and towering killing intent tore through the skies above the Mingdou Mountain Range.
Ye Xishui's eyes instantly turned blood red. The terrifying aura spilling from her body distorted space itself, and the rocks beneath her feet silently crumbled into powder.
At that moment, all restraint and sorrow were burned away, leaving only a frenzied desire for revenge—to drag the entire Star Luo Empire into hell!
This humiliation, this mockery, had to be washed away with the wails of countless living beings!
Fresh blood instantly burst from Ye Xishui's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. Blood flowed from all seven orifices—proof that she was forcibly attacking with her full strength before her injuries had even stabilized.
The aura unique to a Limit Douluo was as deep as an abyss and as oppressive as a prison, making breathing difficult. Although Chen Ping had long experienced the aura of Limit Douluos from Mu En and Long Xiaoyao, the undisguised pressure pouring from Ye Xishui still nearly crushed him into a cloud of blood mist on the spot!
Yes, it was that terrifying. Ye Xishui's pressure at this moment was enough to instantly crush and make any Soul Master below the seventh ring, aside from someone like Chen Ping with a Vajra Undying Body, explode and die!
Even with Chen Ping's physical constitution, the instant Ye Xishui's terrifying pressure descended upon him, he spat out a mouthful of golden blood. His eyes held a trace of pained resignation.
This little rat had really gone too far this time.
As he watched the Space Door beside him get instantly torn apart by Ye Xishui's most extreme power, while the two Soul Douluos nearby who had failed to retreat in time were respectively sliced in half by spatial