"If you really do run into him, just make sure he doesn't beat you to tears!" Demoness Ji replied to An Ning's arrogant words.
An Ning's playful movements came to a halt.
"Why does every single person say that?"
"My senior brother does, the God Emperor does, and now even you, a woman, are saying it!"
Smack!
An Ning slapped Demoness Ji across the face. Her features instantly became a bloody mess, and she flew through the air before crashing down in the distance.
"It's bad enough that you're a lowlife yourself, but you even put others down. Who do you think you are?"
An Ning planted her foot on Demoness Ji's head and stamped down viciously. Looking down at her coldly, she said, "Go on, say it again if you've got the guts."
Demoness Ji gave a bitter laugh, her mouth full of blood. "You're rattled!"
An Ning's expression turned cold again. "I simply don't like being denied, and I like being looked down on even less!"
"Only I know how strong I am!"
Boom!
Demoness Ji's head was crushed beneath her foot, splashing blood across the ground.
An Ning still wasn't satisfied. Her gaze dropped to Demoness Ji's origin and Dao Fruit. "I won't kill you, but you can forget about keeping that Dao Fruit and origin. I know you, Demoness Ji. What you fear most is returning to the days when everyone looked down on you."
"Without your Dao Fruit and origin, everything you have will vanish like a bubble. From this day on, in other people's eyes, you'll still be a useless nobody—forever looked down on and spurned!"
At last, An Ning's words stirred Demoness Ji.
She was afraid—afraid of going back to the past.
That was where her path had begun, but it was also