How Could This Be Fake?

The Fishpond World's laws scattered in dazzling fragments. Space shattered. Across its boundless pools, dead fish floated to the surface.

That was why brilliant auroras had burst across the world, and the laws of the Spirit Domain had briefly collapsed.

Chi Ling hovered in the air. A spirit tablet had appeared before her again, trailing billows of black mist. Bewilderment filled her lovely face. "How... did you come back to life again?"

Suddenly, she felt a cool breeze stir through the Fishpond World and an itch beneath her nose.

She lowered her head and wiped her upper lip.

Her dress was in disarray. Blood stained her hand and smeared her lovely face into something savage.

"I'm hurt?"

Countless years had passed since her birth in the Southern Immortal Division. She had become its teacher, and nearly all its warriors had benefited from her guidance at the heavenly pool. She remembered exactly how many times she had been wounded: only three.

Once during the war that brought her into the Immortal Court, once at the hands of the Demon Emperor, and once when the Witch Tribe surrounded and killed her.

She stared at the black mist in disbelief. Never had she imagined that, after her resurrection,

she would be wounded by a human in the Dao Comprehension Realm.

"You're courting death!"

In an instant, killing intent filled the Fishpond World. Her torn dress, already exposing patches of skin, snapped in the wind, and the cold of heaven and earth gathered in Chi Ling's eyes!

She was hurt.

That damned human had blown himself up right in front of her, but before dying, he had even stooped so low as to slap her nose!!!

This time,

she would wait no longer!

"Frozen World Divine Punishment: Exhaust!"

Immortal power surged. She unleashed another