"Boom!"
The instant Li Qingyue's voice fell, the Nine Netherworlds God-Slayer's enormous hand, which seemed to hold an entire world in its grasp, suddenly exploded.
It was like a pitch-black meteor bursting apart, endless killing intent boiling upward in towering columns.
"What?"
"What happened?"
"She actually dared speak so arrogantly before a Great Sage in his prime?"
The experts watching from afar were all stunned.
The Nine Netherworlds God-Slayer was a Great Sage in his prime, and he possessed an Ancient Emperor Inheritance-the legacy of the Ancestor of the Killing Dao.
Once his killing intent emerged, he ruled over all slaughter beneath heaven, like a God-Slayer descending upon the world.
He had unleashed a peerless art, giving form to his killing intent and gathering slaughter dao divine principles into a gigantic palm that should have crushed every enemy in its path.
It could have slaughtered every living being.
Yet now, at a single word from that young woman, it had utterly collapsed.
The sight was almost impossible to believe.
Even more terrifying was that the moment the enormous hand exploded, the Nine Netherworlds God-Slayer actually retreated, his expression exceedingly grave as he looked toward Li Qingyue.
"Hum..."
Just then, an even more unbelievable scene unfolded.
The shattered black palm completely disintegrated, its vast killing intent roaring in every direction like a mountain torrent bursting forth.
Standing amid it all, Li Qingyue not only suffered no harm, but also released a terrifying devouring force.
The killing aura filling the sky and the endless killing intent seemed to have found their master, surging toward Li Qingyue in a frenzied tide.
An immense vortex appeared before everyone's eyes.
It spun like a star vortex.
Everything, including the Nine Netherworlds God-Slayer's great dao divine principles, was swallowed by that ink-black vortex.
It was an