Clang!
As the thirteen giants formed an array, an extraordinary power of order immediately transformed into golden chains, locking the sun fast.
At that moment, the Valkyrie within the sun suddenly drew her sword!
Crack! Crack!
Centered on the sun, space first shattered inch by inch, like ice continuously breaking apart across a winter lake. Then came the golden chains—within an instant, those nearly immortal chains seemed to have endured trillions upon trillions of years, crumbling away with a thunderous roar.
"Too weak! You're far too weak!"
"You think trash like you can trap me?"
"You're the Imperial Lord, right? Come on, fight me one-on-one!"
Zhao Xiaoxiang stepped out of the sun. The white sun transformed into a halo behind her back, casting her in an even more majestic light.
After more than a dozen cycles, relying on Zhao Cheng's methods, she had repeated the process more than a dozen times before finally descending into this world successfully.
From the very first time she got beaten up, she had already made up her mind to give this world's natives a tiny, tiny taste of calamity. And now, the time had finally come to realize her dream.
Many people, once they became cultivators, forgot their original aspirations. Zhao Xiaoxiang was different. Even now, she had not forgotten hers: she loved displaying her divinity before others.
Even these lines had been rehearsed countless times in her mind before she delivered them.
The main thing was to be outrageously arrogant.
Of course, power was also a factor. Though the power of the White Calamity had been awakened by Zhao Cheng and she was merely borrowing it, she felt that this power had practically been tailor-made for her. They blended together as seamlessly as water and milk.
Moreover, as time passed, all kinds of