High above the ground.
A fierce wind whipped through Qian Sha Yu's long hair, vivid as blood.
She watched twelve sword arcs surge toward her, filling the sky with deadly force.
Not a trace of alarm crossed the Thousand-Person Slayer's beautiful face. Instead, an excited smile tugged at her lips.
"The Seven Kill Avatar?"
"Fireflies dare to compete with the moon?"
It sounded arrogant,
but Qian Sha Yu was about to show Chen Xin what true divine might looked like.
Her red Hundred-Thousand-Year Seventh Soul Ring appeared.
Twelve-Wing Fallen Slaughter Angel True Body—descend!
Rumble!
The heavens seemed to split beneath a pair of invisible hands.
Black-and-red killing intent and demonic energy, dense beyond measure, blotted out the sun, moon, and stars.
Within that boundless darkness, Qian Sha Yu's body swelled to a height of thirty meters.
An Angel Halo woven from blood-red and black hovered above her head.
It merged with the Slaughter Blood Crown, forming a thornlike diadem that radiated the pressure of judgment over all living things.
Twelve enormous wings beat behind her, seeming to bridge heaven and earth.
Dense, twisted blood-colored Curse Runes appeared across the pale skin exposed by her armor.
The power of her Slaughter Demon Body was fully unleashed!
Her ferocious aura took shape as ripples of blood that spread outward in wave after wave.
Buildings throughout the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect creaked under the strain.
The disciples below buckled beneath the pressure and dropped to their knees as one. They coughed up blood; even breathing became a luxury.
With the release of her demon body, nine Soul Rings—six black and three red—appeared around her.
The intense red radiance was so dazzling that no one could keep their eyes open.
High in the air, Chen Xin's proud composure crumbled.
"What?!"
His pupils contracted