As the Foul-Smelling Troll's voice fell, an enormous purgatory of stench came crashing down.
Yet facing his Great Demon Stench Hell, Situ Xue remained utterly unchanged.
"With just this, you dare claim to be the progenitor of the Way of Stench? All I can say is that you know nothing of the Way of Stench."
"Stench Laws, Invincible Mist Forest!"
As her words fell, a pale purple, peculiar stench instantly saturated the entire space. The fiercely churning Great Demon Stench Hell rapidly dissolved like a punctured balloon the instant it touched the purple mist, leaving not even a trace of its stink behind.
The Foul-Smelling Troll smelled only a wisp of pale purple fragrance entering his nostrils before his vision went black and he toppled stiffly to the ground. His vitality rapidly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without even getting a chance to resist, he was knocked unconscious by the stench right there on the arena and lost all signs of life.
On the Eternal Evergreen Stele, the Foul-Smelling Troll's name turned straight to ash, while Situ Xue's name shone steadily as she successfully advanced to the next round.
A wave of sharp gasps rose from the spectator stands. No one had expected the Foul-Smelling Troll, who had inherited an ancient demon art, to suffer such a clean and decisive defeat, unable to withstand even one foot from Situ Xue.
Ye Feng laughed heartily and stood to welcome Situ Xue back, his face brimming with pride.
"I knew my wife was invincible!"
Situ Xue rolled her eyes at him in exasperation, then turned and sat down to regulate her breathing, though an irrepressible smile lingered in her eyes.
In the Demons Royal Clan's camp, Great Demon Lord Niu Jiaohu snorted coldly and cursed through gritted teeth,