"Idiot."
Ao Zhi flicked the dragon blood off the Xuanhuang Long Sword in her hand, extinguished Ao Sha's Three Hun and Seven Po, then put the sword away.
Ao Sha's dying words echoed in her ears.
Ao Zhi lowered her eyes slightly and paused where she stood, slowly breathing out. Her lowered gaze gradually grew resolute.
Everyone wanted to kill her...
It didn't matter.
Rejection, isolation, pursuit-she had already experienced all of it in the Primordial Era. Going through it again now hardly mattered, especially since she now had a Supreme Treasure in hand.
"Spare me... spare me."
The Cat Demon pinned to the ground on one side saw that both the local Ghost Deity [No Return] and the True Dragon Ao Sha had been killed. Terrified out of his wits by Zhang Yuan and Ao Zhi's methods, he cried out for mercy, begging them not to implicate the innocent and kill them too once they had finished killing the others.
"That stupid cat!"
The Human Race cultivator on the other side cursed inwardly when he saw that the Cat Demon still dared to speak.
Drawing attention at a time like this-wasn't that just complaining that death wasn't coming fast enough?
Things went just as the Human Race cultivator expected.
Hearing their pleas, Ao Zhi turned her gaze toward the two of them. After only a moment's thought, she condensed two fireballs in her hand with Immortal Essence, aimed, and hurled them at the pair.
Whoosh...
Flames erupted. True Dragon Fire burned both of them to ashes, body and soul, leaving them as dead as could be.
When it came to cutting the grass out by the roots, Ao Zhi's style was no different from that of Dust-Dyed Realm cultivators.
"Why did you kill them?"
Ao Zhi had just finished