Facing the wrath of the heavens.
Jiang Yuechu raised her eyes indifferently, her expression calm. "So what?"
Those three words drifted lightly into the gray-robed monk's ears.
Yet they landed like a resounding slap, utterly extinguishing the last shred of his reason.
"So... you should pay the price you deserve for the slaughter you have committed."
As the words fell.
Boundless, dazzling golden radiance came pouring down from the heavens.
The fury of a Wandering Void Sea cultivator completely tore apart the peace of this world.
"The price..."
The girl gave a slight nod, staring ahead without emotion.
As her ink-black hair flew, blazing light leaped fiercely.
Her Dao Cultivation on the panel drained at a frightening speed.
Boom—!!!
A deafening blast ripped through the sky.
The entire Water Marsh Sect mountain gate shook violently, and great swathes of halls collapsed amid the aftershocks.
Long Zhi and Chen Zheng, who had only just regained consciousness, endured the agonizing pain in their internal organs and looked up toward the sky.
Yet what met their eyes.
Made them both freeze where they stood.
The golden radiance in the heavens had already shattered completely.
The gray-robed monk, who had been suspended high in the sky only moments ago, had long since vanished.
Their gazes lowered.
At the bottom of the devastated crater.
The girl's white robe was stained with blood, one knee pressed amid the rubble.
Her five fingers clamped tightly around the gray-robed monk's head, nearly crushing it outright.
Though it was the body of a Wandering Void Sea cultivator, it now gave off the sizzling sound of scorched flesh beneath the searing red magma.
"Just now, you called me a lowly cultivator."
"And now?"
"What should you call me?"
The girl bent slightly, gazing at this Wandering Void Sea cultivator of