I Just Want to Quietly Lie Low as a Cultivator
Chapter 1918

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Seeing the Human Race man in the black robe act so brazenly, the colossal form guarding the palace erupted in fury. Blood and fire blazed in its crimson eyes, surging forth like the Milky Way reversing its course, roaring straight toward Pei Ling as if to devour him on the spot!

The scarlet light illuminated the darkness of the Nether Capital, like an endless sea of blood, roaring and surging.

Pei Ling's expression remained calm. Just as he was about to strike, he saw Si Hanyong's gaze turn icy as she looked toward the coiling, nine-bend form.

Her graceful figure still moved with the same lightness as before, yet in some unseen way, she seemed to rise infinitely higher, as if looking down upon all living things.

The blood-red eyes froze at once, and the colossal, heaving form came to a halt.

Vast, tangible fear surged in from every direction, completely enveloping it!

Within those enormous, hundred-zhang blood-red eyes, Si Hanyong's figure continued to grow. In the blink of an eye, she filled its entire field of vision. It was as if everything beneath heaven, across the Myriad Worlds, were all an illusion, and only the Dragon Queen was real!

At that moment, the colossal, serpent-like form felt that it—and the entire Nether Capital, the entire Netherworld—had become incomparably tiny, like dust, as if it would be reduced to ashes and vanish without a trace in the next instant.

Immortal Office: "Fear"!

However, at the very moment Si Hanyong struck, a deep, cold voice came from within the towering palace. "Dragon Queen of the Dragon Race, what brings you to the Netherworld?"

As soon as the words fell, the palace gates, which had been tightly shut, swung open with a thunderous crash!

The palace gates were cold and silent, like

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