A dragon stretched across the sky, immense beyond measure. Each scale was several yards long, its eyes resembled blood-red lanterns, and its body was like a mountain ridge, terrifying to behold.
"Roar..."
The deputy sect master of the Demon Dragon Sect roared, his voice shaking the heavens and splitting the earth. Wreathed in bloody light and clouds, he opened his enormous, bloodthirsty maw and swooped down, brimming with murderous fury.
"You're courting death!"
Qing Yao swung her longsword. A streak of sword radiance shot into the heavens, tearing through the clouds and cleaving the firmament. Undying light bloomed across the sky, its oppressive might bearing down in every direction.
With a sharp hiss, the demon dragon reeled in pain. His hard outer scales shattered, exposing an enormous wound that had nearly split him in two.
The sword light was too fierce, peerlessly sharp. In the end, he had no choice but to sever his own tail to survive. Blood splashed out, dissolving mountains.
In truth, this strike had been so powerful not only because of Qing Yao's high cultivation and formidable sword art, but also because she had exploited the wounds a Supreme had already left on the demon dragon, allowing her to deal him a devastating blow in one stroke.
However, just as she was about to swing her sword again and destroy the demon dragon, the other Cultivator Leader level figures intervened, unleashing divine abilities to resist her.
For a moment, yin energy surged into the sky, ten thousand beasts thundered forward, and lightning flashed, all attacking her. They could not stand idly by and watch her defeat them one by one.
Boom!
Qing Yao showed no fear, her expression as calm as ever. As she swept her longsword horizontally, her entire body shone and her hands formed