Tension Mounts

Sword Points Drawn

Zhang Sanxian had no intention whatsoever of replying to Meng Fusheng. The moment he emerged from the Baby Sword, his gaze became like two unsheathed blades, fixed tightly upon the purple figure within the distant carriage. He gave a defiant grin. "Good, good, good! Eight-digit peak—and the so-called power of Taotie is hidden within your body as well, allowing you to transform into the nine-digit peak. Hahaha~ Today—at last, I can cut loose and have a proper fight."

Ten thousand miles away, Floating Slaughter Demon Venerable, who had been lazily propping up her cheek, lost all leisure from her violet crystal face the instant she heard the words "power of Taotie," her expression abruptly turning piercingly cold.

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She suddenly sat upright, her voice as frigid as ancient black ice. "You actually know of my Taotie Transformation, you—"

"—just who are you?!"

Prison Blaze immediately stepped forward, Killing Intent boiling around him as he bowed to request permission. "Demon Venerable! This scoundrel murdered our clansmen, a crime deserving ten thousand deaths. Please allow this subordinate to capture him and extract his soul, refine his spirit—"

Before he could finish, Lian Duoli, who had been huddled inside the crystal sphere without uttering a word, suddenly threw back his head and roared, his voice shaking ten thousand miles. "Zhang Sanxian, why haven't you transformed yet?! Don't mind those fake people from the secret realms—hurry up and go all out! Quickly kill this demon! Countless living beings will thank you—"

"Bastard!"

Floating Slaughter Demon Venerable's savage hand abruptly clenched, crushing the entire crystal sphere into ash. "You old ghost, you dare betray those who fed you—"

"The immortal treasure is with me!"

Ten thousand miles away, Zhang Sanxian's shout cracked like thunder, directly