How Deep Are the Foundations of Our Divine Sword Sect?

Clearly, Huan Wuying had been genuinely angered.

What kind of existence was she?

She was the Hall Master of Blood Fiend Hall, and even more so, an Emergent Heavenly God Emperor!

Heavenly God Emperors were ancient figures who looked down upon all things and countless living beings, smiling as they watched the storms of eternity rise and fall.

Moreover, her cultivation had long since entered the Emergent level, untouched by the myriad trappings of the mortal world. Her strength was simply terrifying and invincible.

Such strength was far beyond anything the likes of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Divine Palace could compare to.

And now, a World-Destroying Demonic Ape that had yet to grasp the complete World-Destroying Secret Art actually dared to run wild before her, calling her a stinking woman at every turn?

It had even brazenly declared that it would kill her?

She truly had to laugh.

Had this Emergent Heavenly God Emperor become too weak to lift a blade, or had that World-Destroying Demonic Ape already drifted into the heavens?

If the World-Destroying Demonic Ape before her had mastered the complete World-Destroying Secret Art, and its strength were not much weaker than hers, she might have paid it a little attention.

After all, the ten great ancient fiends were quite formidable.

The World-Destroying Demonic Ape clan's position as the foremost of the ten great fiends was naturally no empty claim.

But all of that was merely hypothetical.

She, on the other hand, was the real deal.

"Hmph. It seems this palace has remained hidden for too long and kept too low a profile. The world has already forgotten the power and terror of Blood Fiend Hall, and even forgotten this one's supreme majesty."

"Even stray cats and dogs dare to bark wildly before this one now."