Boom—
Amid the billowing dust, the brilliant stars were smashed from the sky.
Frenzied shockwaves tore through the surrounding miasma, raging across the ruins of the collapsed cavern.
In truth, the two demons' reasoning was sound. Even though Jiang Yuechu possessed an Immortal-Grade Dao Chess Piece and the Central Palace's foundations far surpassed those of ordinary cultivators,
the Six-Turn Heavenly Moat was, after all, merely said to be infinitely close to a Spirit Technique. It had never truly entered that realm.
Naturally, it could not erase such a vast gap in cultivation.
What was more, her opponent was no rootless demon wandering the wilderness.
It was, at the very least, a capable subordinate who had made a name for himself under the Second Young Master of the Southern Immortal Palace. His foundations might not be peerless, but among those at the Eighth Rank of Chess-Player Realm, they were certainly respectable.
But Jiang Yuechu had never expected to kill him outright with just that one move.
Though she had barely exchanged a few words with those Azure Boundary Sect disciples along the way, she had listened to their conversations.
She knew that in the Chess-Player Realm, the First through Third Ranks formed one tier, while the Fourth through Seventh Ranks made up another.
Above the Eighth Rank was an entirely different world.
The fact that she could cross so many cultivation levels and clash head-on with a Great Demon like this, relying on the suppression of her Immortal-Grade Dao Chess Piece, was already impressive.
The jackal demon steadied itself and looked coldly at the girl, sneering. "Heh... I don't care how deep your foundations are or what stands behind you..."
"In your next life, try using your head. Don't go sticking your nose where it doesn't belong and courting death..."
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