The woman was formidable!
Not only in strength—her personality was domineering as well, and the Witch Clan patterns she wielded were even more so.
Flames coiled around her body as the core. The heat warped the air in rippling distortions, while the ground vaporized in an instant. This had long ceased to be mere burning.
She was strong!
Far stronger than the young man who had appeared before. Her strength had leapt to an entirely new level, greatly exceeding Li Su's initial estimate.
Sure enough, passing the tower's trial and obtaining the esteemed status the old man had spoken of was not as easy as he had imagined. At the very least, the woman before him gave Li Su a measure of pressure.
What surprised Li Su was the obvious emotion in her eyes—irritation, and even more so, disgust.
Had she been about to kill someone when this projection was recorded? Or had she just finished killing one?
Unable to recall having offended her in any way, Li Su pondered this.
She gave him little time to speak before the horn of battle sounded.
This battlefield was comparatively vast, completely unlike the bare-handed brawls before. A huge expanse of land unfolded directly before them, with high mountains and flowing waters, grass and fragrant flowers. The scenery was fairly beautiful.
With a thunderous boom!
A head-sized white fireball streaked through the air and smashed into the ground not far from Li Su, blasting out a ten-meter-wide crater. Seeing the soil within the crater ignite and melt into liquid, Li Su immediately cast aside all other thoughts and focused on the battlefield.
In an instant, fiery feathers filled the sky.
Through the combination of an astonishing number of Witch Clan patterns, foot-long fire arrows shot from the massive flames behind the woman