That pallor was not fear, but exhaustion.
After repeated fierce assaults and relentless expenditure, even the Succubus had reached her limit. The spiritual power within her was nearly depleted; every swing of her sword burned her life essence.
"Demon!!!"
A furious roar rang out like a great bell, brimming with killing intent!
The voice pierced through the void and layer upon layer of restrictions, echoing across the skies above Sunset City.
In an instant, thunderous rumbling erupted from the heavens, carrying a hundred times more killing intent than the battle between the Succubus and Yan Hui in his Taotie form!
Before its owner even arrived, a murderous shout had already resounded across the sky!
"Will you not surrender with your hands bound? Must this old man personally cut off your head?!!!"
The voice carried unquestionable authority, like a judgment delivered by the Heavenly Dao.
Wherever the voice passed, dense golden runes emerged in the void. This was the law following one's words—a terrifying technique attainable only after one's cultivation had reached its peak.
Yet the Succubus clearly paid no heed to the threat!
Instead, she looked toward the swaying Taotie dozens of yards away and sneered, "Surrender with my hands bound? I'll kill this devil first, then send you to meet him in the underworld!"
Her voice was soft and calm, as though she were merely speaking of some trivial matter.
Yet those casually spoken words made everyone feel the pride and madness rooted deep within her bones.
"Roar!"
The Taotie's head swayed, and Yan Hui's figure appeared before the Succubus.
Dark malice flickered between his brows. Without another word, having lost his demonic sword, he simply swung both arms.
His arms transformed into countless afterimages, each carrying devouring power as they tore open one black hole after another in