Slapping the Monkey Away

The entire mountain collapsed with a thunderous crash. Yet Zhu Yan failed to climb back up at once. But that was not what truly shocked everyone. Only then did they see clearly that the pink streak of light from before was actually a doll-like little girl in a pink dress, incomparably beautiful and holy, like a little fairy.

She looked only ten or so. With her hands on her hips, she glared unhappily at Zhu Yan below.

Heavens, what was going on?

Th-this child... who was she? How was that possible? She had actually kicked... kicked Zhu Yan flying with one kick.

This was far too unbelievable. How could this be possible?

"Roar..." Zhu Yan suddenly sprang up and shot into the air from below. A bloody hole had appeared where it had been kicked, and it was strangely difficult to heal, causing Zhu Yan unbearable pain. When this Chaos Creature, this Zhu Yan that had just proclaimed itself invincible, saw the doll-like little girl, it was utterly dumbfounded.

Zhu Yan blinked its savage, blood-glinting, vicious eyes and stood there in a daze, unable to believe what it was seeing.

Its intelligence was extremely high, yet it could not comprehend what was happening at all. It could sense the immature aura on this little child—she was absolutely not some ancient monster that had cultivated for tens of millions of years and changed her form.

B-but how could such a little child possibly...

"Bang... Get lost..." At that moment, another somewhat childish yet imposing voice rang out. A cyan blur flashed past, and the next instant Zhu Yan was kicked flying again. Its arm visibly burst apart where it had been struck, and its enormous body smashed another mountain to pieces before plunging once more into the rolling magma beneath it.