Solo Battle Against Six Saints

Faced with the piercing clamor before her, not even Yao Wan's delicate brows twitched.

After all, she had heard such words so often that her ears had practically grown calluses. Though she could not guarantee victory in every battle, there had been very few times when anyone had truly put her at a disadvantage.

Watching the flickering Demon Shadows before her, Yao Wan merely let out a breath.

"I was just thinking that everyone came rather neatly today."

"Saves me the trouble of hunting you down one by one!"

The moment her words fell, Yao Wan stomped fiercely in midair. Her graceful figure in the green dress bent slightly, then unleashed an utterly terrifying force in an instant. The space beneath her feet collapsed and shattered, leaving behind a circular spatial rift.

Pure physical strength launched her body like a cannonball, while the stone hammer in her hand blazed with brilliant light.

"You're courting death!"

The six Tunling Clan Dou Shengs stomped down in unison. Demonic light shot forth like threaded needles, and as it erupted completely, the auras of the six standing at the formation's core surged sharply.

A terrifying aura suddenly spread, gathering into dense black clouds that blanketed the sky and filled the heart with unease.

Amid the churning Demonic Cloud, the battle began in an instant. Six streaks of demonic light pursued a single stream of brilliant golden radiance as they clashed between heaven and earth, leaving behind countless spatial fissures.

After all, East Continent was not like the small plane once created by the eight ancient clans' Dou Dis, reinforced through countless ages. It was like endless sheets of glass, now left with twisted spatial cracks beneath the terrifying power erupting in an instant.

The battle of seven Dou Sheng experts was enough to turn