Qing Xian stood atop the spire, clear golden radiance cascading down like a waterfall. Her aura was vast and unfathomable, as though connected to the very source of the Lesser Origin Realm, and every movement seemed to draw upon the aid of heaven and earth.
Under the excited, trembling gazes of Yuan Hao and the others, she slowly nodded. "I will bring all of this to an end."
With that, she looked toward the sky beyond the city and took a step. Her figure instantly appeared outside the tower, robes billowing and clear radiance spilling forth as she faced the two Heavenly Demons.
"She's finally ripe."
Watching Qing Xian, a trace of satisfaction flashed through Ming He's eyes. He transmitted his voice to Chu Mo. "Junior brother, get ready to haul in the net."
Chu Mo nodded slightly in acknowledgment. Qing Xian had grown much stronger. In his perception, she far surpassed even ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators who had undergone Receiving the Register. Yet she remained at the peak of the second tier, without the slightest increase in level.
"Otherworldly Demons, your crimes end here."
Qing Xian spoke, her voice ethereal and sacred as it drifted through Yuanyang City. She raised both hands, drawing upon the entire city's Magnetic Origin Force. Countless multicolored streams of light rose from every corner and converged upon her.
"Do it."
Ming He gave Chu Mo a meaningful glance, and they struck simultaneously. The Profound Yin Water Baleful Intent spread into mist, concealed amid the eerie light filling the sky, and swept toward her.
Qing Xian's golden radiance blazed. Immense Magnetic Origin Force condensed into a massive sword in her hands, gathering the various origins into an eight-colored wheel of light encircling its blade. She slashed down, as though to cleave earth, wind, water, and