Ziyuan was brimming with satisfaction. She believed her martial arts had reached great completion; among those present, aside from Fanputi, who held the Karma Severing Buddha Sword, no one was her match. And Fanputi was her childhood sweetheart, her right-hand support—how could anyone else possibly defeat her?
Of course, she knew that if she absorbed the Earth Vein Dragon Qi at Dragon Tail ahead of time, the experts within Mo Mountain would inevitably gather and challenge her. But so long as she held absolute power, the people before her were nothing more than clay chickens and porcelain dogs.
To put it bluntly, she had complete confidence that after incurring everyone's wrath, she could beat this group into submission through sheer strength and carry out her plan for a great harvest in Mo Mountain.
Linglong and the Cloud Sea Holy Son looked extraordinarily grim. Ziyuan had originally only been a shade stronger than them; if the two joined forces, they could even suppress her in turn. But now that she had achieved mastery and entered the Heavenly Man Realm, the two of them were no match for her.
At this moment, it was not only the two of them. Even Liang Chunmu, whose mind was crazed and who had always had a screw loose, was somewhat hesitant.
He might have been reckless, but he still knew the difference between strength and weakness.
In his eyes, no matter how formidable Fanputi was, he was still at the Innate realm. They were all in the same realm—how much better could one be than another?
Although Fanputi held the Karma Severing Buddha Sword, Lu Chunwang had the Wolf-Maw Halberd, and Zhang Fei had the Star Scar Demon Sword. They might not be unable to contend with him.
But Ziyuan was different. Having absorbed the