Ruthless's white robes were stained with blood. She fought the formidable enemy before her, retreating as she battled. It was not that she wanted to retreat—backing down was not in her nature—but she was no match for him.
For he was an Immortal King!
"Quite remarkable." The Dark Immortal King looked at Ruthless, admiration showing despite himself.
Then he struck with a backhanded palm, raising waves even in the Boundary Sea.
This was the stretch of the Boundary Sea held by the Dark Faction, where True Immortals could move freely. A blow from an Immortal King naturally shook heaven and earth.
Ruthless wore a Bronze Ghost Face Mask that seemed at once to weep and smile. It was her customary attire; only in the Dao Realm did she reveal her true face.
Watching the enormous palm roar toward her and feeling its heaven-shaking force, Ruthless's gaze remained as cool as ever. Though she was wounded and her white robes were stained with blood, her expression did not change.
Even now, facing an Immortal King she could not possibly withstand as an eighth-lifetime Red Dust Immortal, she felt no fear.
A Treasure Bottle appeared from the Void and swelled in the wind until it blotted out the sky. Terrifying power erupted from its mouth to meet the palm.
Boom!
The Treasure Bottle shattered. The enormous palm dimmed somewhat, but it still roared onward, unbroken.
Ruthless unleashed one technique after another before she finally neutralized the Immortal King's blow.
The admiration in the Dark Immortal King's eyes deepened. "You haven't attained the Undying fruit yet, but you already possess such strength upon entering the Undying Domain."
"You follow the Red Dust Immortal Path, don't you?"
The Red Dust Immortal Path was no great secret. Most Immortal Kings knew a thing or two