Black mist slowly drew together across the sky.
The girl stood in midair, holding her blade in one hand.
The surviving disciples of Five Immortals Mountain were ashen-faced, their legs trembling.
How were they supposed to fight this?
What could they possibly use to fight?
Even a Martial Immortal of the Tower-Ascending Realm couldn't last a single exchange against this demoness.
What could small fry like them, mere Lamp-Lighting Realm cultivators, do besides rush in and get themselves killed?
Wang Ziyu stood at the back of the crowd. Watching that imperious figure in midair, he couldn't help shrinking his neck.
He'd known for a long time that the girl was fierce.
But seeing her slaughter cultivators of the same realm as if she were chopping melons and vegetables—
The sheer visual impact still made his scalp prickle.
"She really doesn't play fair..."
At that moment, Red Sun Demon Venerable, who had been cowering behind a boulder, trembling like a leaf, finally found his chance.
He came scrambling out.
Pointing at the Five Immortals Mountain disciples, who were already scared out of their wits, he spat as he shouted.
"You blind fools!"
"Why haven't you stretched out your necks and accepted your deaths? You still dare to imagine you can put up a last-ditch resistance?"
He delivered the words with stirring passion and unwavering loyalty.
He'd completely forgotten how he'd just been hiding behind them, too scared to even breathe loudly.
In the distance,
the surviving disciples of Five Immortals Mountain exchanged glances.
Before they could speak,
Rumble—
The mountain shook.
The girl vanished from where she stood.
Almost the instant she disappeared,
BOOM—!!!
A pillar of ocher light burst violently out of the ground beneath the spot where she'd stood.
If Jiang Yuechu had been half a breath slower, the