The Crimson Powder Bride struck too quickly. Yan Minghua had no time to use any defensive measures, so she immediately swung the Flag of Punishing Evil across her chest to block the attack.
BOOM!!!
The palm struck the Flag of Punishing Evil squarely. Its tremendous force sent Yan Minghua hurtling backward, completely beyond her control.
With the Flag of Punishing Evil no longer a threat, the Crimson Powder Bride instantly transformed into a wedding veil and descended toward Pei Ling's head!
The first one she needed to deal with was still Pei Ling!
With his opponent currently without that magic treasure, this was the best opportunity to completely destroy him!
All living beings who died in You Su Fen would become newly risen dead.
And such dead would instinctively obey her commands!
The inheritance of "Zhou" would be within her grasp!
As for those two Human Race female cultivators... neither was worth fearing.
Just then, the Crimson Powder Bride suddenly heard a "bang," like a door closing.
She snapped back to her senses, only to find herself standing inside an earthen house in a farmhouse. Faded paintings hung above her; a pair of oil lamps burned on a long offering table, with fruits and melons arranged between them. A table polished smooth with use, baskets, shoulder poles, bamboo hats, straw raincoats, rush shoes...
The house was dim, lit only by the oil lamps. In the shifting shadows, the main door behind her was tightly shut. The tribulation lightning, the inheritor of "Zhou," and those two Human Race female cultivators... had all vanished!
The Crimson Powder Bride immediately realized something was wrong, but soon sensed that she was still in You Su Fen!
She gave a cold snort. As long as she was still in You Su Fen, ordinary tricks could