"Tian-Tian, can you leave that idiot to me for practice? Since breaking through to the array formation realm, I haven't faced a single decent opponent!"
Yu Meiren, the War Goddess, stepped forward, her beautiful eyes shining as she looked at Xiao Tian and spoke.
She, the War Goddess, had never been a mere decorative vase. This battle mattered greatly to her. She urgently needed a worthy opponent to prove herself and make the name of the War Goddess resound throughout all Eight Regions of the Lower Realm.
"Sure!"
Xiao Tian understood this too. Once word of the War Goddess's combat prowess spread, fewer fools ignorant of death would jump out to disgust them.
Teng Snake Silk-Winding Hand!
The War Goddess raised her hand. Golden divine light coursed between her fingers and spread until it enveloped her entire arm. She delivered a seemingly weightless palm strike, like a Teng Snake roaming the void, twisting and coiling as it struck toward the middle-aged man from Immortal Mountain who had been clamoring at them. This was the best answer: kill him first. So what if he belonged to Immortal Mountain? It could not save him.
"You have no idea what death is! War Goddess, are you determined to wage war against our Immortal Mountain until one side is destroyed?!"
The middle-aged man kept one hand behind his back. As he raised the other, a rune's radiance appeared in his palm, wreathed in thunderbolts. This was his specialty, the personal lightning formation rune he had developed upon becoming an Array Formation King. He struck with his palm, carrying a vast swath of runes into a collision with the War Goddess's Teng Snake Treasure Art.
Yet the next instant, the lifelike golden Teng Snake tapped lightly and tore through the lightning rune. It coiled around