"Enough! Stop!"
The furious shout rolled toward her amid towering waves of heat, laden with the oppressive might of an old monster in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.
Deep within the sixth layer of the Fire Domain, an old man appeared, his beard and hair bristling like crimson steel needles. His eyes blazed as he fixed them on Luo Yue!
His terrifying demonic aura pressed down like a volcano on the verge of eruption, making even space groan.
Yet Luo Yue moved faster than his furious roar!
The instant the old man appeared, an almost imperceptible streak of black light shot from the deep nether sea between her brows!
Fast!
Faster than divine sense!
Almost beyond the perception of space itself!
The tiny streak of black light was only three inches long, pitch-black and profoundly restrained. Dragon patterns swam across its surface like living creatures. It was none other than the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Divine Sword, nurtured within Luo Yue's primordial spirit!
Pfft!
A muffled sound, so faint it was almost inaudible.
That dark sword light pierced with unerring precision through the middle-aged male demon's last remaining speck of primordial spirit, which flickered like a dying candle in the wind.
There was no earth-shaking explosion, no agonized scream. That speck of spiritual light vanished instantly, like a mote of dust cast into an abyss!
It did not stir so much as a ripple.
Combined with the primordial-spirit-destroying power of the Cangming Divine Art, the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Divine Sword could deal with a remnant soul like this more easily than crushing an ant.
"Junior, how dare you!"
The old Dragon Transformation demon watched his descendant's final trace of true spirit being utterly erased. He let out a heart-rending roar, and his violent demonic aura exploded outward, driving the surrounding purple