The living beings of both worlds were somewhat stunned. Hong Yan's strength had surpassed their imagination—she had actually suppressed Zhu Chanyi from the very start?
One had to know that Zhu Chanyi was no ordinary person either. She was a Young Heaven, yet Hong Yan had wounded her so easily time and again. It was truly incredible.
Those who had seen Hong Yan make a move in the Immortal Emperor War were also greatly surprised.
They knew that Hong Yan had held back back then, focusing more on completing her mission rather than truly going all out, but they had not expected her to have concealed so much more.
With such strength, looking across all of ancient and modern times, there were likely few who could rival her at the same realm, right?
Zhu Chanyi repaired her body, and a trace of pallor appeared on her formerly rosy face.
Her eyes were filled with shock, and the surprise had replaced the confidence on her face.
"Descendant of the Zhu family, your ancestor seemed to have been a truly remarkable figure, but that was your ancestor, not you," Hong Yan said.
She once more unleashed the Wushuang Sword Art. Sword light surged through the universe, and hundreds of millions of sword rays wrapped around Zhu Chanyi.
"Do not underestimate me!"
Zhu Chanyi shouted coldly.
Not a trace of a smile remained on her face. Her body trembled with rage, and her eyes were filled with red bloodshot veins.
She had only come here because she thought it would be fun. How could she possibly be suppressed by a native? Where would she put her face then?
What was more, this native was a Shadow Demon that could not bear the light!
She summoned her white sickle and gave a great shout.