Old Mother

The God Beating Whip was nearly four feet long, with clearly defined sections. As Meng Qi drew it, its wooden casing split apart, revealing a golden-yellow whip. Eighty-four Rune Seals sprang into relief all at once, blazing with light and pinning Yang Xizhi in place.

Yang Xizhi's Five Fire Seven Bird Fan was pointed at Meng Qi's clone, and she was about to swing it. There was no time to turn and defend herself. The Rune Seals closed in, and the God Beating Whip was about to crack down on her crown.

Just then, a blaze of Separation Fire rose from her body, burning away the Rune Seals. Her eyes regained a little clarity, and two stern white beams burst from them.

The moment those beams appeared, Meng Qi felt his Primordial Spirit stiffen. It was as if every transformation and every attempt to flee would be frozen in place, leaving Yang Xizhi free to slice off his head with her precious sword.

That brief stiffness slowed the God Beating Whip's descent. It was only for an instant, but that was enough for Yang Xizhi to wrench back the Five Fire Seven Bird Fan. Ignoring the risk of catching herself in its sweep, she swung it wildly.

Flames surged forth in every color—red, orange, yellow, white, green, blue, and violet. They ignited the vital energy and scorched the void.

Crack!

The God Beating Whip came down, snuffing out the flames once more. It struck the fan squarely and sent Yang Xizhi flying sideways, while the white beams vanished.

Bang! Yang Xizhi slammed into a pillar. Cracks and splintering sounds rang out one after another; who knew how many of her bones had broken?

Astonishingly, the pillars and floor of the Heart of Origin Hall remained perfectly intact, without the slightest