Battling the Cloud Dream Palace Army

Above the desert, the wind and sand stood frozen.

After a brief, deathly silence.

"Attack!"

It was unclear which Great Demon general had let out the first sharp cry.

In an instant, the demons roared in unison, the sound waves shattering the yellow clouds filling the sky.

No one dared to be arrogant at this moment.

Little Heavenly General had been blasted to death by a single punch after revealing his true form; such terrifying combat power was not something one could afford to underestimate.

BOOM!!!

In a single breath.

The sea of clouds churned, and the energy exploded.

One after another, massive demonic forms that blotted out the sun manifested in the firmament, their baleful aura surging wildly as purple-black demonic clouds pressed down upon the desert.

Following that.

Towering phantoms of demonic palaces rose from the ground behind the horde.

The multicolored radiance of Dao Chess Piece intertwined, illuminating the dim world in a bizarre and surreal glow.

Over a dozen Cloud Dream Palace generals revealed their full foundations; such might was enough to make any living creature tremble with fear.

Yet, the figure in the white robe standing in the void merely tilted her head slightly, causing He Laoyao, who was hiding behind the demonic crowd, to shiver all over, even sparking the urge to flee.

The generals out front had only heard the news of Little Heavenly General's death, leaving them with only a vague concept in their minds.

They knew this human woman was strong—outrageously strong.

But just how outrageous, they could not possibly imagine.

However, he, He Laoyao, had seen it with his own eyes.

Was this kind of unreasonable, overwhelming power truly something that could be countered by mere numbers?

He Laoyao's face turned deathly pale, his footsteps faltered, and he retreated half