BOOM!
The sea of stars swayed, evolving into a vast heaven and earth. From the summit of a mountain range stretching ten thousand li, a figure in red robes with white hair plummeted at the speed of a drop-tower ride.
She crashed onto the mountaintop, smashing out a huge crater.
Centered on the impact site, violent energy swept outward. Gale winds howled, scattering the clouds for ten thousand li.
With a one-handed beckon, Xiang Yuan drew over the bloodied, indistinct-faced Queen Mother of the West and slowly raised his fist. "Master, this is the seventh punch. I can let slide the schemes you laid upon your disciple, since you were my master for a day—but not a single punch can be spared for the grievances they suffered."
His fist came down. The mountains collapsed, and dust and shockwaves surged into the sky.
The terrifying force punched straight through the world evolved from the stars. Black fissures spread downward; first the mountains churned like earth dragons turning over, then they collapsed one after another, reverting to the sea of stars as it had been at the beginning.
Xiang Yuan stood atop a star, looking at the Queen Mother of the West, who lacked the strength even to rise. Sword Venerable Su Ran had lied—seven straight punches, plus a headbutt, had been needed to bring down the Queen Mother of the West.
Luckily, he had been cautious. Otherwise, he really would have fallen for it!
The Queen Mother of the West had first been left mutually wounded in her battle with the Six Paths Goddess, then successively lost the two supreme treasures of Western Kunlun and the Wordless Book. In her crippled state, she was utterly no match for Xiang Yuan with destiny's favor upon him.
Yet from beginning to end, even