There had been no warning whatsoever.
A moment ago, the girl had still been a hundred zhang in the air.
The next moment—
A fair, slender hand had abruptly appeared in the blue-robed disciple's field of vision.
Its five fingers spread wide and clamped directly over his face.
The blue-robed disciple's pupils shrank sharply.
He had no time to draw his sword, much less bring out the protective artifact tucked in his robes.
A despairing force thundered in through that hand.
Bang—!!!
His head was savagely slammed downward, and his entire body plummeted from midair.
Jiang Yuechu descended with him, one hand pressing down on that head as though she were pinning a falling meteor.
Rumble—
The marsh exploded, sending waves soaring a hundred zhang high.
It seemed as though all of Formless Mountain was trembling.
When the waters finally fell.
Jiang Yuechu hovered three inches above the surface, her expression calm.
Indifferently flicking the droplets from the hem of her robes, she said softly, "Sorry, I'm in quite a hurry... so I won't go through the usual process of listening to you finish talking."
"..."
At this sight.
The Formless Mountain disciples aboard the flying vessels all wore taut expressions, yet not one dared make a rash move.
But the next moment.
The girl's expression remained placid.
She merely raised three fair, slender fingers.
"How about this? I'll count to three."
"After three counts, if Hunyuan Black Dog does not appear before me."
"I guarantee that after today, there will no longer be a Formless Mountain in the Eastern Territory."
"One."
As that quiet word fell.
The vast marshland mountain gate sank into a deathly silence.
Those aboard the flying vessels looked at one another, their sword-gripping palms drenched in cold sweat.
Under normal circumstances, if anyone had dared