"The path of a martial artist—better to break than bend!"
Faced with the threat of a godfiend-level martial artist, even the masters of several great sacred lands fell silent, cold sweat streaming down their backs.
At that moment, the Thousand Bath Saintess stepped forward. Her gaze was resolute, like a sword of wisdom that severed all her fear, doubt, anxiety, and other negative emotions. She refused without hesitation.
"Good!"
Nangong Li, like a demon god, burst into wild laughter. "Worthy of being the woman who caught my eye! In your current state, even if you attempted to break through to the godfiend realm, you would have a thirty percent chance of surviving nirvana... Unfortunately, you no longer have that chance!"
"Protect the Saintess! Retreat at once!"
The Thousand Bath Sect Master stood before her. Lotus phantoms blossomed around him, solid and dense, forming a long wall of clear light.
"The Heavenly Phoenix, Earth Dragon, and Mystic Tortoise are all ancient divine beasts, their bodies unimaginably powerful. Using the power of these three bloodlines to forge a godfiend body... I fear this boy's cultivation has already surpassed Dugu Kuangfu. Only the rebirth of a martial god could suppress him completely!"
Another sacred land master knew that all pretense with Nangong Li had now been torn away, leaving no room for illusions. "Thousand Bath Sect Master, we will assist you!"
Riiip!
Azure lightning, crimson fire, mystic water, and other celestial phenomena surged forth. The scattered energy injured many of the watching martial artists, who suffered an undeserved calamity.
Ding Peng, Black-Faced God, and the others retreated again and again until they reached the edge of the plaza, yet their eyes remained fixed on the figures at its center.
Especially Nangong Li, who was like a godfiend—even the full-force attacks of Celestial Phenomena