Fighting a Painting-Realm Great Demon

Boom—!!! There was no need for anyone to say a word.

The instant the scroll unfurled, the girl's figure suddenly erupted with black flames.

Pitch-black flames rolled out from beneath her white robe.

Then she thrust out her spear.

Within heaven and earth, countless spear shadows seemed to surge forth, enveloping Ji Bochang's body.

Every spear shadow was accompanied by the faint roar of a dragon's head. Reality and illusion interwove, making truth and falsehood impossible to distinguish.

Yet Ji Bochang merely slowly closed his eyes.

At his level of cultivation, he had long since stopped relying on his eyesight to distinguish truth from falsehood.

Instead, he relied on his perception of killing intent, his guidance of the world's energies, and his absolute control over every subtle change around him.

Before a Painting Realm expert, the many methods of the Chess-Player Realm, no matter how numerous their tricks, were ultimately nothing more than superficial fluff.

Crack...

A faint yet crisp sound of shattering rang out above the sea of clouds.

A smile curled at the corners of his lips as he turned gloomily toward his side.

With nothing more than a bony, jointed palm, he seized the Purple Gold Spear's true body, hidden among the thousands of illusory shadows, with unerring precision.

Vast energy surged wildly from his palm, actually causing the spearhead rushing toward him to crack inch by inch.

But when he sensed the girl's undisguised, bone-chilling killing intent, he erased his smile without a trace of expression.

"Are you really that impressive?"

"Killing the Little Heavenly General wasn't enough... Killing so many demons from Cloud Dream Palace wasn't enough..."

Then his other hand roared out in fury.

"Now you want to kill me too?!"

Boom!!!

The clouds at the edge of the sky seemed to tremble.

Far