After Wan Chenxin had protected all the ordinary people nearby, the motherly immortal's face darkened with killing intent, and her gaze instantly locked onto the four Spirit Transformation cultivators.
"Since you've gone this far, I have no reason to hold back anymore."
As she spoke, her figure flashed, and she appeared behind An Xingran.
The eighteen-year-old high school girl was about to turn around when she felt a firm, but not too hard, chop strike the back of her neck.
"Anyone hit in the neck with a karate chop will pass out."
Wan Chenxin's icy voice rang out. An Xingran's world spun, and she fell heavily to the ground with a thud.
A Spirit Transformation cultivator had been taken down by a single karate chop, just like that.
A second later, Wan Chenxin appeared before Guiyuan.
Guiyuan was about to speak, but Wan Chenxin calmly said:
"Language is only a tool for communication. How could it affect reality? That makes no sense."
Under the Power of Turbid World's ability to alter reality, all of Guiyuan's Saintly Edicts had lost their effect. And the rest of her abilities were even more trivial in Wan Chenxin's presence, not worth mentioning.
Thud—
No matter how hard Guiyuan struggled, she was still struck in the back of the neck and sprawled on the ground.
Wan Chenxin's third target was Shen Zhou.
She glanced at the three Sword Spirit girls surrounding him, then noticed the anime-themed shirt beneath his tracksuit. With an exasperated look, she said:
"Why have young people these days sunk so low, unable to pull themselves away from their delusions?"
"Have you developed delusions? Is all of this something you imagined? If so, then spend the rest of your life with the things you've imagined."
As she spoke, Wan Chenxin struck out