The Astral Qi shattered.
The black robe tore apart.
The Azure Nether Envoy plummeted like a cannonball.
The terrifying impact.
It shook the ground violently, leaving a deep crater where she landed.
Her shattered black robe now revealed Qing's true appearance: long azure hair, eyes as clear as water beneath her brows, and thin crimson lips. She was a stunning beauty.
Paired with her blue robes, her appearance was all the more captivating.
Beautiful!
Utterly beautiful!
No one had expected the person beneath that black robe and hood to be a woman of such breathtaking beauty.
There was one difference, however.
A deep sword wound marred her body, dark green blood pouring from it without pause. Her stunning face was deathly pale, and she was gravely injured.
However—
No matter how beautiful she was, it meant nothing to Wu Tai or Su Mingyang.
They had cultivated for hundreds, even thousands of years.
What sort of beauty had they not seen?
As time passed.
All beauty would ultimately turn to bones. There was nothing worth clinging to.
More importantly—
She belonged to the Demon Race.
Who knew what her original form had been before she took human shape?
And so.
Seeing the Azure Nether Envoy gravely wounded, Wu Tai strode through the air toward her, thrusting his Dao Artifact spear at her.
A Half-Step Heavenly Being.
If someone of that strength fell here.
Even the Demon Race would feel the loss for a long time.
Everything had happened too quickly.
From the appearance of the Heaven-Piercing Giant Ape to the phantom of the Ancestral Weapon, everything had unfolded in the blink of an eye. The shock waves from those powerful attacks shook everyone to their core.
As for Guo Tong.
He had no right to intervene at all.
Neither Wu Tai