In his eyes, no matter how powerful a Martial Dao grandmaster of the secular world was, they were nothing more than slightly stronger ants.
Immortals and mortals were worlds apart; it was an ironclad law carved into one's bones.
Jiang Ran could not even be bothered to give her a proper look. With a casual hand seal, Spiritual Power surged within him, and a Blazing Fire Curse came howling forth.
Boom!
The fist-sized crimson flame swelled in the wind, turning in the blink of an eye into a blazing sea of fire several zhang wide. Carrying scorching heat, it crashed down on Su Yueli head-on.
Jiang Ran had even turned his head already, preparing to ride his sword around her. By a cultivator's common sense, that single Blazing Fire Curse was enough to burn an ordinary person, flesh and bone alike, into ash.
Yet the expected scream never came.
Su Yueli stood before the fire filling the sky, her eyes beneath the mask as calm as still water.
At the very instant the scorching heat—enough to melt iron and liquefy gold—bore down on her, Su Yueli raised her right hand and threw a punch.
A dull impact thundered through the valley.
Jiang Ran whipped his head around, his pupils contracting violently.
He watched helplessly as that tyrannical Blazing Fire Curse was forcibly shattered by that fair fist, turning into harmless sparks that scattered in every direction.
Shattering a spell through sheer physical strength!
How was that possible?!
Before Jiang Ran could recover from his shock, the air beneath Su Yueli's feet seemed to explode beneath a single step.
She became a streak of azure afterimage and closed in before Jiang Ran in an instant!
So fast!
In that split second between life and death, Jiang Ran's scalp went numb. The