They were clearly just three simple words.
Yet they had struck a nerve with the Demon Emperor.
"You..."
Smack-
Another mighty slap.
Solid and square, right on target.
This time, the Golden Body Dharma Form did not even bother speaking.
She merely watched him quietly, a few unmistakable traces of puzzlement in her eyes.
"You... you... you're fucking pushing a demon too far!!!"
Demon Emperor Taiyuan went completely mad.
Golden light surged around him. Countless streams of razor-sharp Geng Metal energy turned into blades, blanketing the sky as they swept toward the black-robed Golden Body to shred her.
And yet.
The Golden Body Dharma Form neither dodged nor retreated.
She simply took one step forward.
Boom-!!!
Her figure vanished from the spot.
The next instant.
She was already above the White Tiger Primordial Spirit's head.
She stamped down.
Demon Emperor Taiyuan felt an irresistible force crash down through the crown of his head.
That enormous Primordial Spirit body was forcibly stomped out of the highest heavens by that single kick.
Before he could steady himself.
The black-robed figure followed him like his own shadow, already closing in beside him.
One punch.
Two punches.
Three punches.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dull blows sounded in an unbroken barrage.
Before those seemingly slender fists, his Primordial Spirit body was like a guttering candle in the wind.
Golden light sprayed out, and vital energy scattered.
He wanted to fight back, but she was stronger than him.
He wanted to flee, but no matter how far he escaped, that figure always appeared instantly before him, and then...
Smack-
"Aaaaaaah-!!!"
His piercing screams of agony rang through the clouds.
The mighty Demon Emperor of Spirit Mountain's Fourth Cave was being beaten into scurrying away like a rat with his hands over his head, utterly bedraggled.
Far away.