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When Tsukuyomi finally managed to steady herself, the wings on her back hung limply. One of them had even been reduced to a half-wing dangling from her back.
The blow had clearly dealt her a heavy injury.
If Ning Wangshu's power hadn't been so far beneath hers—almost a full Great Realm apart—and if he'd been able to reach the threshold of a Celestial Immortal of the Luo Heaven, or if Tsukuyomi had been a little weaker, with power only at the Early Celestial Immortal of the Luo Heaven Realm level,
then that strike from the Fan Tian Seal would have been more than enough to kill her outright!
Even so, though she had barely managed to withstand the strike through her own formidable power, Tsukuyomi had still been grievously wounded.
The people below erupted into cheers at the sight.
"Great! I knew Xian Zun could handle them. Tsukuyomi really was grievously wounded by Xian Zun!"
"Exactly! Xian Zun is incredible! Let's see them act so arrogant now!"
"It's just a shame that Xian Zun didn't kill her with that last strike!"
The people were overjoyed.
Tsukuyomi, however, was consumed by fury. She glared at Ning Wangshu with bloodshot eyes and gritted her teeth. "You'll pay! How dare you hurt me!"
Her voice brimmed with boundless rage, and an icy chill radiated from her entire body.
The next moment, a dense, eerie red glow suddenly flared around her. It swiftly gathered around her injured wings, and within moments, they had completely healed.
Ning Wangshu's eyes narrowed at the sight.
But he wasn't surprised. When he'd killed Susanoo-no-Mikoto, he had seen him use the same method to restore the severed wing Ning Wangshu had torn off.
The people below, though, were