The God Burial Golden Coffin was, by nature, an extraordinary ancient divine artifact. Though it was not an offensive divine artifact, the material of its main body was anything but ordinary. If one offered no resistance and allowed its body to suppress them, even Hua Huayue's physical body would burst apart on the spot.
Hua Huayue let out a roar. "Jiang Feng, you've got some nerve!"
As the young mistress of the Unfixed Realm, she had never thought much of Jiang Feng from the bottom of her heart.
Yet now, Jiang Feng actually dared to strike at her so viciously. Rage rose within her, but there was nothing she could do. She could only roar like this, venting the hatred and fury in her heart.
However, Jiang Feng would not show the slightest mercy.
If he held back now, what awaited him would absolutely not be Hua Huayue's understanding and forgiveness, but his own destruction!
There was no doubt about it: once Hua Huayue escaped danger—or, rather, weathered this unexpected crisis—Jiang Feng would undoubtedly die next!
As the golden coffin came crushing down, Hua Huayue had no choice but to divide her attention and resist!
Her two-hundred-meter-tall body rose up, both hands bracing the heavens. She split off a portion of her divine power to drive her flames, forming a pair of gigantic flaming hands that blocked the God Burial Golden Coffin as it savagely pressed down!
With her cultivation, even if she devoted only thirty percent of her strength to resisting the golden light of Jiang Feng's God Burial Golden Coffin, it was more than enough!
Hua Huayue had already understood that Jiang Feng's black flames could actually ignore the obstruction of spatial profound meanings. Thus, this time, she did not divide her focus to employ spatial profound meanings