As soon as Qian Weiwei landed on the city wall, Wan Kaitian narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on her.

"It's you? Qian Weiwei? You've been resurrected?" Wan Kaitian was somewhat surprised. Looking at the beautiful and alluring woman in front of him, a hint of killing intent flashed deep in his eyes.

"What, can't I be resurrected again?" Qian Weiwei said with a sneer.

"You shouldn't have come back!" Wan Kaitian said coldly. "You should continue to sleep in that darkness!"

"Hahahaha!" Upon hearing Wan Kaitian's words, Qian Weiwei burst into maniacal laughter as if she had heard something extremely sarcastic.

She grabbed a lock of her long hair from her forehead, swept it back, and tilted her chin slightly, looking at Wan Kaitian with eyes full of disgust. She said, "I trusted you so much back then. Who was it that caused me to become like this? I'll make you pay double!"

Seeing Qian Weiwei's expression, Wan Kaitian smiled sarcastically, "Blame yourself for not recognizing true people, you have no one else to blame!"

“Heh…” Suddenly, Qian Weiwei laughed again.

This smile was completely different from the one before; it was a smile of relief.

"Further words are useless, Wan Kaitian." Qian Weiwei rubbed her hands together, cracking her knuckles. "Since Heaven has given me this chance to take revenge myself, let's settle that debt from a thousand years ago in one go!"

"Hmph! You have no chance!"

Wan Kaitian snorted coldly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Qian Weiwei rushed forward and threw a punch at Wan Kaitian!

Before the fist even arrived, a gust of wind burst forth in the air, making people feel uncomfortable all over and even having difficulty breathing. The power of this punch was considerable!

However, Wan Kaitian remained calm and suddenly raised his right hand, aiming at the fist that Qian Weiwei was throwing!

Bang!

The two fists collided, producing a loud, muffled thunderous sound.

The onlookers watched intently as the outcome of the punch was decided.

The next second, Wan Kaitian's body was sent flying like a kite.

*Pfft!* Wan Kaitian coughed up blood and flew backward, crashing into a tree behind him, snapping the tree in two.

Qian Weiwei stood motionless, looking at Wan Kaitian with an indifferent expression.

The Underworld was shocked by Qian Weiwei's performance.

Yama narrowed his eyes, fixing his gaze on Qian Weiwei.

He couldn't see through Qian Weiwei's cultivation level, only guessing that she was a ninth-level Transcending Tribulation cultivator who had used a secret treasure to conceal her cultivation.

But if that's the case, then how come she was able to send Wan Kaitian flying with a single punch when they were both at the ninth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm?

Wan Kaitian is at least a ninth-level Tribulation Transcending Body, so the difference in strength between the two shouldn't be that great.

Wan Kaitian coughed as he stood up from the ground, wiping his mouth. "It seems that you, woman, have improved your strength over the past thousand years. Your physical body has become so powerful."

Qian Weiwei smiled and said, "There's a lot you don't know!"

"Since that's the case, then let me see your strength!" After Wan Kaitian finished speaking, he quickly pounced towards Qian Weiwei.

Qian Weiwei's eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, her body turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared from the spot.

When Wan Kaitian sensed Qian Weiwei's presence again, she had already appeared behind him.

"Bang!"

Qian Weiwei raised her foot and kicked Wan Kaitian hard in the back, sending Wan Kaitian flying instantly.

"Pfft!" Wan Kaitian spat out a mouthful of blood.

He turned to look at Qian Weiwei in disbelief, only to see her eyes filled with intense mockery and contempt, as if she were looking at an ant.

"you......"

"What's wrong with me?" Qian Weiwei asked with a smile, "Weren't you very arrogant? Continue!"

"Don't force me to kill you!" Wan Kaitian said through gritted teeth.

"Kill me?" Qian Weiwei raised an eyebrow. "That depends on whether you have the ability, Wan Kaitian."

Wan Kaitian gritted his teeth, a fierce killing intent flashing in his eyes, and his figure once again transformed into a black shadow as he pounced towards Qian Weiwei.

"Bang!" Qian Weiwei did not dodge, but instead punched Wan Kaitian directly.

Wan Kaitian spat out another mouthful of blood, his body crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

After being repeatedly knocked away by direct confrontation, Wan Kaitian realized that he could no longer gain the upper hand in physical combat.

Qian Weiwei is the ancestor of the Illusion Demon Clan, which has always been known for its weak physical bodies and strong spirits, which has always been Qian Weiwei's weakness.

Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, she overcame this weakness and was able to suppress herself with her physical body alone.

Damn it...

Wan Kaitian was caught in a dilemma.

If we don't compete with the demon in terms of physical strength, are we supposed to compete with her in terms of mental power?

Isn't that just plain suicide?

Seemingly sensing Wan Kaitian's predicament, Qian Weiwei spread her hands and said proactively, "It seems you can no longer gain the upper hand in hand combat, Wan Kaitian."

Wan Kaitian gritted his teeth, "Don't be so smug!"

"Oh? Show me what you've got." Qian Weiwei raised an eyebrow.

"Don't think I can't do anything to you!" Wan Kaitian roared, transforming into black mist once again and charging towards Qian Weiwei.

Qian Weiwei's eyes sharpened, and her body turned into a wisp of green smoke, dissipating into the air.

When they reappeared, they were already in front of Wan Kaitian.

Wan Kaitian was startled and instinctively dodged to the side, but Qian Weiwei grabbed his arm and then yanked him away forcefully.

Wan Kaitian was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily to the ground.

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