Arriving at Flower-Fruit Mountain

Interception Sect's Dao Child, Yang Jian...

The witch cultivator woman had recovered from her injuries and changed into a fresh set of clothes. Her gaze kept sweeping toward Li Su, who had blocked her strike with nothing but immortal power.

As a Heavenly Immortal, because she cultivated the witch clan's arts, she had lost the ever-changing versatility of Daoist spells and divine abilities—but in return, all her immense power had been concentrated into her fleshly body.

The witch arts she had learned originated from Gonggong, one of the great ancient witches and one of the Twelve Witch Clans.

Because she was not an innate lifeform, she had lost the ability to control water externally and could not command all the waterways beneath heaven as Gonggong had.

But conversely, having devoted herself wholly to cultivating the strength of her fleshly body, her body had already become a vast ocean.

With every movement she made, the ocean within her stirred. That power was not only terrifying, but also possessed water's nature, forming wave upon wave of impact. The stronger the resistance, the greater the vibrations she suffered, and the more power she could unleash.

Given enough time to build up strength, she could even unleash a terrifying attack that would force even a Profound Immortal to avoid its edge—splitting a continent with one punch, shattering mountains and rivers with one collision.

And yet, when such an attack struck Li Su's body, it did not raise even the slightest ripple.

She staggered back several steps, her face filled with shock. This was absolutely the first time she had encountered such a terrifying opponent while they were in the same realm.

He was like an incomparably massive mountain peak, one she could never cross no matter what she did.

Recalling the sensation at the