That woman stood with her back to the light, like a deity passing judgment upon the world, looking down at him from above.
Behind her, seventy-two Golden Mirror Wheels slowly rotated, each reflecting the red robe man's terrified, twisted face.
"It's you..."
The red robe man recognized at a glance the woman who had haunted his nightmares for three years.
Only now, she was ten thousand times more terrifying than she had been three years ago!
"Guards! Protect me! Kill her!"
The red robe man roared in panic, shoving away the woman in his arms as he scrambled toward the hidden passage behind the Stone Chair.
Unfortunately, no one answered him.
In that instant of explosive light just now, every guard outside the palace had already been reduced to ash beneath the scorching divine radiance.
Jing said nothing.
She merely raised one finger.
Buzz!
A Golden Mirror Wheel instantly appeared along the red robe man's only path.
There was no sound at all.
A golden Light Beam shot from the mirror surface, piercing precisely through the red robe man's right leg.
"Aah!!!"
His miserable scream echoed through the sealed palace.
The red robe man's right leg was burned directly into nothingness. Not even blood flowed from the wound; it had been instantly carbonized by the extreme heat.
He crashed heavily to the ground, convulsing like a dead dog.
"Lord Divine Envoy! Save me! Save me!"
The red robe man pulled a Black Token from his robes and frantically poured Soul Power into it, crying out hoarsely.
It was his final lifesaving straw.
Three years ago, this very token had saved his life.
Following his movements, an eerie purple-black light indeed lit up on the Black Token.
A cold, evil aura spread from it, attempting to resist the scorching Solar Power around them.
A furious roar faintly sounded from the void.
It seemed that a powerful being was trying to cross distant Space-time and descend here.
Seeing this, a slight change finally appeared on Jing's expressionless face.
It was contempt.
Utter contempt.
"Is this what you rely on?"
Jing spoke.
Her voice was no longer as cold as before. It had taken on a metallic quality, filled with authority.
"A mere rat in the gutter dares call itself a deity?"
Before her words had faded.
The seventy-two Golden Mirror Wheels behind Jing simultaneously blazed with light.
The temperature inside the entire palace instantly soared to a terrifying level.
Those purple-black evil auras were like snow meeting boiling water before that incomparably pure, blazing Solar Power, melting away in an instant.
Even the Black Token began to develop dense cracks.
"No... That's impossible..."
The red robe man was completely despairing.
He watched helplessly as the token representing a deity's protection shattered bit by bit beneath Jing's gaze, finally turning into a pile of black powder.
That so-called "god" did not even get the chance to show himself before being forcibly driven back by the domineering Solar Power.
Jing slowly descended from the air.
Her long legs, encased in golden boots, stepped onto the red robe man's chest.
By now, the red robe man had been utterly scared out of his wits.
He looked at Jing as if she were the greatest terror of his life.
"Now."
The Golden Mirror Blade in Jing's hand pointed at the red robe man's brow.
The sharp blade flowed with heat enough to melt steel.
"Tell me."
"Which bastard is backing you from behind?"
"I'll give you three breaths."
"Talk, or be body and soul destroyed."
Three breaths.
For someone on the verge of death, that time was as brief as a blink.
A strange clicking sound came from the red robe man's throat.
His bloodshot eyes bulged outward as he stared fixedly at the Golden Mirror Blade hanging above him, ready to fall at any moment.
Fear was like an invisible big hand, clenching his heart mercilessly.
But he did not dare speak.
The moment he revealed that lord's name, what awaited him would be an eternal imprisonment of the soul more terrifying than death.
It was a despair beyond even the reach of reincarnation.
Jing looked at his twisted, distorted fat face, the golden Divine Fire in her eyes flickering faintly.
She did not hesitate in the slightest.
She could not even be bothered to speak the final count.
At that instant, the Mirror Blade in her hand suddenly pressed down.
Scorching golden light was about to completely devour that filthy body.
Just then.
A sudden change occurred.
The originally sealed space of the Underground Palace abruptly split open without warning, revealing a pitch black crack.
A nauseating bloody smell, mixed with an aura of supreme majesty, surged out from the crack.
Red light.
Blood red light descended with a thunderous force, carrying the will to judge all living beings.
The instant this power appeared, the True Solar Fire that had filled the palace was forcibly pushed back three feet.
It was a blood-red longsword phantom formed entirely from condensed energy.
Though not a physical object, it carried terrifying fluctuations capable of severing every law in the world.
Asura Divine Power.
This power did not attack Jing. Instead, it transformed into a Blood Red Light Shield that firmly protected the red robe man within.
At the same time, a powerful pulling force came from the crack, trying to drag the red robe man directly into the void and flee.
The red robe man's despairing eyes instantly erupted with wild delight.
He knew that another divine miracle had descended.
That lord had not abandoned him!
"Hahahaha!"
"I told you! I am the Chosen of God! You can't kill me!"
Lying within the Blood Red Light Shield, the red robe man's expression instantly changed from fear to vicious triumph.
He looked at Jing, so close before him, with malicious provocation in his eyes.
How could mortals contend with a god?
Even if you had acquired this golden shell, before a true God Realm Enforcer, you were still nothing but an ant.
However.
The next moment.
The smile on the red robe man's face froze.
Because he saw that the woman whose body flowed with golden flame did not curl her lips in mockery, nor did she show any unnecessary expression.
She simply gazed calmly at that blood-red sword shadow.
Even more violent flames ignited in her golden pupils.
"God?"
Jing's voice echoed through the palace with the ringing clang of metal striking metal.
"The person I want to kill, not even a god can save."
As her words fell.
The seventy-two Golden Mirror Wheels behind her abruptly accelerated, transforming into a blinding blazing sun.
Rather than retreat, Jing stepped forward.
The palm covered in Golden Armor ignored the Asura Killing Intent that made souls tremble and slammed heavily against the Blood Red Light Shield.
Boom!
Two extreme powers collided in the confined space.
Golden Solar Power and scarlet Asura Divine Power eroded each other, producing a teeth-grating hiss.
The entire Underground Palace began to collapse wildly.