The Great Wei Dynasty blood-armored cultivators who had been pursuing and intercepting Su Yueli from behind were hit first. The specially made Tracking Compasses in their hands instantly exploded into fragments that filled the sky.
"Commander... this definitely isn't some body cultivator clearing the field. With such a commotion, I'm afraid some ancient colossal beast that has lived for thousands of years has awakened!" One blood-armored guard's face had gone deathly pale, his eyes brimming with terror.
The blood-armored commander swallowed the blood in his mouth and stared toward the heart of the storm, horror written all over his face. "Go! Don't provoke that monster! Our core deployment is at the Final Resting Place. There's no need to throw our lives away here!"
At the same time.
Within the concealed thickets, the crimson-black storm of blood and vitality slowly subsided.
Su Yueli let out a long breath and slowly opened her eyes. A sharp gleam flashed through their depths and vanished in an instant.
She lightly clenched her fist, and the surrounding void actually gave off faint, piercing air detonations from the simple closing of her five fingers.
This pure physical strength was more than ten times greater than when she had been at the peak of the Eleventh Realm.
"Now, if I encounter cultivators of the Sixth or Seventh Realm again, I can shatter their bodies with a single finger."
"Even if I encounter an Eighth Realm cultivator, I can rely on the brute force of the Heaven-Shaking Realm to hammer them to death head-on. As for those Ninth Realm old-timers... with Little Black, I may not be unable to fight them to the death."
The corners of Su Yueli's lips rose slightly beneath her mask.
The road to immortality was long. With the confidence this realm gave her,