Boom, boom, boom!
Dull, thunderous blasts erupted in midair. The black sword light shattered under the impact, scattering into black mist that dissipated across the sky. Tiny sprays of blood also burst from the Myriad-Mother Bloodworm's body, like scarlet droplets seeping from skin pricked by fine needles.
"Minor injuries..."
Seeing that the Myriad-Mother Bloodworm had suffered only a few shallow scratches, so slight they could almost be ignored, Chen Changming's heart sank to rock bottom.
He knew perfectly well that even if he unleashed every remaining Sword Talisman and Demon Talisman in his possession at once, he probably still could not kill this otherworldly being that had survived for tens of thousands of years.
The gulf between their strength had long since exceeded anything external aids could bridge.
Just then.
Above the Northern Wasteland in Azure Billow Central Province, a mysterious space shrouded in layer upon layer of supreme formations suddenly shook violently.
A woman in black stumbled out through a crack in the formations, her figure swaying like a guttering candle in the wind.
She was slender and graceful, with a black veil obscuring her features. Yet her eyes were alluring beyond measure, seemingly capable of stealing a person's soul with a single glance.
Had Chen Changming been there, he would have recognized her immediately. She was his martial aunt, Elder Spirit Charm.
An unnatural flush kept flickering across Elder Spirit Charm's face, and her aura was wildly unstable, like a volcano that might erupt at any moment.
Clearly, she had suffered grievous injuries.
"The Demon Talismans are being consumed rapidly, one after another... My precious martial nephew must have encountered a powerful enemy at the upper levels of the fusion realm!"
Elder Spirit Charm gazed into the distance in a certain direction, her expression dark as still water.