At that moment, Zhu Tian truly felt it—she had been cut off from her natal magic treasure, the Ice Ling Blade, by a terrifying force.
Then Zhu Tian's face went pale, and a thumb-thick streak of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. The Primordial Spirit she had lodged within the Ice Ling Blade had been forcibly erased.
Zhu Tian stared at Chen Xiao in horror, uncertainty flickering across her face.
A faint smile hung on Chen Xiao's lips, and he wore an unfathomable expression. If Zhu Tian still believed Chen Xiao to be a Golden Immortal now, then her brains had truly been kicked in by a donkey.
Casually catching an incomparably sharp Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal artifact barehanded, then forcibly wiping out the Primordial Spirit of a half-step Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal within it... perhaps only a true Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal could accomplish such a thing.
Zhu Tian glared at Slaughter Heaven with boundless resentment. So there had been a Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal here all along—no wonder Slaughter Heaven had yet to subdue the Demon World and had remained locked in a stalemate here.
Zhu Tian was utterly vexed. Hadn't it been said that there were no longer any Nine Heavens Mystic Immortals in all the myriad worlds, including the Immortal World? Where had this Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal jumped out from?
She had thought that, with the cultivation of a half-step Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal, infinitely close to that of a true Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal, she could run wild among the stars. Yet after conquering the Devil World, she had arrived in the Demon World only to encounter a Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal.
At this moment, it was not only Zhu Tian. Even Slaughter Heaven, Eagle Cry, and the other demon immortals of