A searing pain shot through her wrist. Venerable Biwu watched helplessly as her clawed hand broke away and fell toward the ground, her face turning deathly pale.
Before she could react, the Netherglow that had severed her wrist continued advancing, hovering before her sole remaining eye.
The sharp sword intent stabbed painfully into her eye. Nothing remained on her mangled face but boundless terror.
She stood frozen in place, not daring to move a fraction, afraid that the short blade before her would instantly scatter her soul.
"Are you Tribulation Transcendence cultivators?"
Venerable Biwu forced her vertical pupil to shift, looking toward Song Wen and Ying Wu.
"If we did not have some confidence, how would the two of us dare venture deep into the Willow Snake Clan?" Song Wen replied faintly.
"No! That is impossible." Silver Willow King looked terrified, as though she were on the verge of collapse. "Silver Ring clearly said that you personally admitted—you were only at the Mahayana realm."
The corners of Song Wen's mouth curled up, and he suddenly laughed.
"Then we must thank little friend Silver Ring. If not for her, you likely would not have come so readily to your deaths. However... let us deal with you first!"
The Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword suddenly sank downward, plunging into Venerable Biwu's abdomen.
The Willow Serpent Clan had human bodies and snake tails, their anatomy similar to that of humans. Their demon cores were located in their abdomens.
Netherglow pierced through her body, shattering Venerable Biwu's demon core.
Violent demon essence surged outward, sweeping through the entire cave abode in an instant and causing the green barrier to shake violently.
"No—"
Having lost the cultivation of her entire life, Venerable Biwu let out a hoarse, shrill roar.
Her body was swept up by that