Shali still looked like the same fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl next door. Only eight bone wings extended from her back, each a little over two meters long.
But the aura she now exuded was far sharper and deeper than it had been on the planet before.
Here, on her home turf, Shali was terrifyingly powerful. Spores converged on her like a glowing tornado, ready to tear apart the heavens and the earth at any moment.
"I am the master of the swarm. And this is my world. I'm the one who will take the initiative." She looked meaningfully at Yu Lian, her voice gradually sinking.
Yu Lian figured that if he'd met Shali in this state last time, he would have been the one fleeing in disarray. With the advantage of her home turf, she might really have been able to handle several Saints attacking her at once.
That girl had grown impressively, both in strength and in character! No wonder she thought she was invincible again.
However, the one thing she hadn't accounted for was that Yu Lian now felt just as safe back on his own home turf—and thought himself terrifyingly powerful, too.
So he picked up Xingzhi with one hand and raised Fudawn in the other.
The dimensional sword pellets began circling behind him. The countless glowing spores seemed to sense them, too, and converged toward Yu Lian. The vortex unfurled behind Shali slowly came to a halt, as though the tornado that had been about to tear apart the heavens and the earth had turned into a gentle breeze.
Little Gray glanced at Yu Lian's murderous expression, then at Shali, whose murderous aura had solidified into a mask that was beginning to crack. She let out a sympathetic sigh, then produced a slice of melon as