The Twelve Superior Clans had always styled themselves the supreme rulers of all races, the true masters of every Land of the Universe. When Shen Wuji's group arrived in this desolate, barren "demonic land," their sense of superiority was naturally beyond compare.
In Shen Wuji's eyes, what native of any Land of the Universe was not their slave or plaything? Much less the natives of such a wasteland!
His gaze shifted from A'li to Zhu Yuyan behind her, roaming over the latter with undisguised greed. He had already regarded both women as his slaves.
"Courting death!"
Sensing Shen Wuji's vile thoughts, A'li's beautiful face immediately clouded with anger.
With a sharp rebuke, a fierce rainbow of sword light shot from her sleeve, flying straight for his head!
The void was instantly filled with piercing sharpness that seemed to carve apart heaven and earth. The moment the sword light appeared, Shen Wuji and the others felt a chill across their skin, as though invisible blades were slicing them and causing faint pain.
"Eh! This sword is rather formidable. Could it be a high-grade Dao artifact? Wuji, be careful!" Even the elderly Daoist leading them narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at the sword light, warning the younger members of his clan not to be careless.
"At our first meeting, you female slave are already offering such a sword to your master. In the future, I will cherish you properly..."
Shen Wuji was startled, but he did not take it too seriously and continued to flirt lewdly.
"Suppress!" He activated his immense power, and a towering tree shadow emerged behind him, ready to crash down and crush this native woman like rotten wood pulled apart.
There was an insurmountable gulf in strength between the Tree Connecting Realm and the Shore Reaching