The three Dragon Pearls circling Jiang Yuechu seemed to sense their mistress's fighting spirit.
Red, white, and black light surged, transforming into a tricolored wheel of light that shielded the girl at its center.
Crack— Two magnificent jade horns pierced through her skin, pointing straight at the heavens.
Fine dragon scales layered over her slender neck and the backs of her hands.
But this was not over.
Boom— Her Qi Sea boiled.
Two vast scrolls slowly unfurled behind Jiang Yuechu.
A towering mountain rose from the earth, four fiendish beast phantoms hundreds of feet tall standing atop its peak and roaring at the sky.
Towering waves rolled up a thousand heaps of snow. Three Flood Dragons, head to tail, churned the rivers and seas as they spiraled upward.
Two Inner Landscapes manifested between heaven and earth without reservation at this moment.
Set against that terrifying phenomenon.
Jiang Yuechu's long hair whipped wildly, her cloak snapping in the wind.
Such overwhelming aura made the three demons' hearts tremble.
Yin and yang cultivated together, both entering the Lamp-Lighting Realm.
Since ancient times, who had dared walk this road?
Who could ever see this road through?!
Today, they had truly broadened their horizons.
But now, fear was useless.
The arrow was already on the string.
Humans and demons had never had any reason to sit down and drink tea together since time immemorial.
Either you died, or I perished.
Now that they had torn off all pretenses, they could only fill this sliver of hope with their lives.
"Die—!!!"
Great Sage Treading-Cloud roared.
His roar carried dragon might, shaking souls to their core.
His enormous body, wrapped in blood-red light, stomped down from above.
A Lamp-Lighting Demon Saint who specialized in the physical body was terrifying beyond measure.
What was more, he was