Whoosh!
On the cloud bed, Mei Niang spat out a billowing cloud of rainbow smoke that enveloped it.
But the very next instant, Feng Jiliao of the Primordial Beginning School spat out a cloud of crimson smoke, forcing Mei Niang's smoke aside.
At that moment, Mei Niang leaped onto the cloud bed and charged straight at Feng Jiliao of the Primordial Beginning School.
The two fought at close quarters, their punches and kicks shifting, their movements unpredictable.
For a time, their battle sent the clouds churning, and the thunder of all manner of spells rang out without end.
The many cultivators watching used either mirror magic implements or the Spirit Eye Art, savoring the spectacle.
Even Wang Quan, Ying Jiaren, Ruo Jinghong, and the others worried that Mei Niang would lose, and each used their own means to watch the fight.
On the battlefield, Mei Niang was driven back step by step.
Just as she was about to fall off the cloud bed, she suddenly gave a sharp cry, slapped her belly, and released her Purple Palace Magic Implement with its thirty-six rotating discs.
Crack!
The Purple Palace Magic Implement spun, swallowing Feng Jiliao in an instant.
Feng Jiliao exclaimed, "What a move!"
"But nothing to fear!"
He cast spells, unleashing Thunderfire, Frost Ice, hurricanes, and many other spells at Mei Niang all at once.
At the same time, his many clones charged into the smoke.
Ten breaths...
A hundred breaths...
The time it took to drink a cup of tea...
A scream from Feng Jiliao came from the smoke. "Bitch, how did you gain control over evil beings?"
"Bitch, where did you get so many evil beings? Why are these evil beings so vicious? They aren't normal!"
"It's over... I'm going to die!"
Then scream after scream rang out.