"We have neither grievance nor enmity. Isn't this move of yours a bit too much—"
A faint bead of cold sweat appeared on Heavenfiend Old Monster's forehead. He had no desire to fight to the death within a domain the enemy had set up in advance.
"Hehe—neither grievance nor enmity? Our enmity was forged long ago in the Void Ruins Secret Realm."
Fang Qing chuckled. "Besides—you are a heretical demon of the Outer Dao. It is the duty of cultivators like us to slay demons and eradicate devils. Why should I speak of morality and righteousness with you?"
At those words, Heavenfiend Old Monster's expression immediately turned incomparably ugly. Then, as though recalling something, he said, "You are that mysterious Nascent Soul who appeared in the Void Ruins Secret Realm? Impossible—you were only at Nascent Soul Early Stage back then. How many years has it been?"
"Why would a dead man need to say so much?"
Fang Qing snapped his fingers.
The True Spirit Puppet immediately roared and spat out a beam of Petrifying Stone Radiance!
The Talisman Sword Island Lord wore a wooden expression. Two finger-long crimson rays shot from his eyes. One of his palms had long since been modified and covered in brown scales, blocking the Petrifying Stone Radiance.
In an instant, his palm took on an ash-white hue, turning into stone skin that peeled away layer by layer.
"A petrification Divine Ability?"
Before Heavenfiend Old Monster could think of a response, the Dark Nether Mirror behind Fang Qing's head released a resplendent radiance that became a pure white pillar of light, enveloping him within.
The Devouring Sea Flask sprayed out Three-Thousand Weak Water, forming a fourth-rank grand formation—
Fang Qing himself formed a hand seal, crazily pouring Nascent Soul Late Stage mana into the Myriad Waters