The Third Dragon Empress (1/3)

"Trifling tricks!" One Chiwen casually spat out a cloud of poisonous mist. Under its corrosive toxicity, those embroidery needles immediately dissolved into putrid water and dripped down from midair, no longer posing the slightest threat.

This strike had merely been a test from both sides, so neither took the result to heart.

Among the five human factions, the Bright Immortals all rose into the air. Though poisonous mist hung overhead, with their strength they could endure for several days without issue. And with eleven Bright Immortals in total, how long would it take to suppress two Bright Immortal-level demon beasts?

The key was that these two Chiwen could not possibly fight while retreating, because they had to guard the Seven-Star Fruit!

Of course, if they fled, that would actually be even better—no one wished to risk their life against an opponent of the same realm. It could lead to both sides being wounded, or even to mutual destruction!

To everyone present, the lives of the two Chiwen were far less important than that Seven-Star Fruit tree!

—Though demon beasts possessing dragon bloodlines were exceedingly precious, their flesh and blood could even rival extremely high-grade medicinal pills. Calling them lesser sacred medicine would not be an exaggeration.

These big shots had all brought along their descendants or disciples to watch the battle. It was an excellent trial, and battles at the Bright Immortal level were not something one could witness whenever they wished. They might even gain some insight from it.

The big shots went up to fight, while the younger generation below naturally gathered together as well. Since they were allies, they had to look like allies.

Other than Zhou Heng, everyone else appeared to know one another.

Though the Starsea was vast, there were only so many truly powerful