Although she knew that someone at the Quasi-Saint level couldn't die so easily,
the scene before her did give the impression that they were going to die together.
It really looked as though they were both about to perish in a mutual destruction.
Kong Xuan's face looked grim.
Her lips had also gone pale.
She had never expected to find herself in a situation like this again.
Could it be that I really can't defeat Ancestor Minghe?
To her, this was an enormous humiliation.
She had come here with the intention of challenging him.
But how had things turned out in the end?
In the end, she had lost to Ancestor Minghe once again.
Once again, he had severed her neck.
The battle had unfolded almost exactly like their previous fight.
How could she possibly bear this?
To her, this was an enormous humiliation.
This time, the blow to her had been tremendous.
It wasn't just a physical blow.
The psychological blow had been just as great.
After all, both times, Ancestor Minghe had cut through her neck.
To her, this was absolutely intolerable.
Was my strength really so utterly inadequate?
Was I really this weak?
Was I truly so helpless before my opponent?
She felt an intense surge of indignation.
Damn it.
This was truly damnable.
She had never thought she could be this weak.
How many times had she been injured in this short span of time?
The first time, she had been gravely wounded by Ancestor Minghe.
The circumstances had been almost identical to this time.
Ancestor Minghe had nearly cut through her neck.
Later, she had run into that fellow, Saint Zhunti.
Zhunti had completely overwhelmed her with sheer force.
He had not only broken through her Five-Colored Divine Light,
but had also broken through the