Lowering Her Proud Head

"What cultivation technique is that? He can actually directly refine water-elemental Demonic Cores and Heaven and Earth spiritual energy to cultivate and replenish his True Essence!"

"He can directly refine water-elemental Demonic Cores without suffering any hindrance, and it does not affect him in the slightest even while fighting! With such a speed of refining water-elemental Demonic Cores... just how astonishing will the rate of his cultivation advancement be?!"

It was not only the Witch God Woman. On the Yuheng Continent side, every Divine Profound Great Power had their state of mind utterly shattered. Not only Lord Xu—even Ye Xuancheng, the emperor clad in golden dragon divine armor, and the Daoist with blossoms of azure Dao lotuses continuously blooming outside his body had gone pale, seized by the feeling that their opponent was incomparably immense while they themselves were utterly powerless.

"Ah!"

Many cultivators from the Yuheng Continent side let out cries of extreme horror.

The Witch God Woman's state of mind had completely collapsed. Before she could manifest a single divine domain, the immortal-rhyme crystalline light unleashed by Immortal Tears and a Cracked Crescent Moon had already arrived before her like bamboo splitting beneath a blade. Even the rosy radiance wound around her body began turning to flying ash piece by piece. This battle seemed about to end completely; even a queen such as the Witch God Woman was about to be slain by Wei Suo.

"Clang!"

But at that moment, a patch of murky golden light suddenly shone out from within the Witch God Woman's body, blocking Wei Suo's heaven-swallowing strike with a tremendous sound like a great bell being struck. Countless visible ripples spread through the void, resembling Great Dao divine patterns yet not quite resembling them, unfathomably mysterious and beyond description.

"Pfft!"

The Witch God Woman