Amidst the sea of fire, A Yao's white robes fluttered, and all she could hear were the shrill cries of the demons. Phoenixes were constantly being born from the golden flames, swooping down upon the demons.
Ayao's gaze passed over the demons and landed on a magnificent palace tens of thousands of miles away. This palace was covered by layers of barriers, and her target was inside.
A cold glint flashed in A Yao's eyes, and in an instant she traversed 100,000 miles, her entire body crashing through layers of barriers like a meteor, and entering the palace.
This palace is called Daming Palace. Inside the palace are countless spaces. The moment A Yao stumbled into it, in the deepest hall of this palace, the man sitting on the throne chuckled softly.
A strange light flashed in his blood-red eyes, and excitement flickered within them:
"You actually wiped out all the demons here. I really underestimated you. But that's what makes it interesting, isn't it?"
He looked towards a spot in the darkness.
A white figure emerged from the darkness; the man, dressed in snow-white robes, possessed unparalleled handsome features.
His long, black hair cascaded down his back, and in his hand he held a longbow. The silver longbow was engraved with many mysterious and beautiful patterns, emitting a soft white light that made the man appear even more like a jade tree.
But his violet eyes were empty; he was like an exquisitely crafted puppet.
Lou Munan looked at his masterpiece and smiled slightly. He knew that Nangong Qi's consciousness had not been completely erased and was still struggling, but that made it even more interesting.
He can taste the pain of two people.
"Go, kill Lu Xueyao," Lou Munan ordered with a smile.
Upon hearing the command, the white-clad figure turned and walked into the darkness. Ripples appeared in the darkness, and the white-clad man quickly disappeared.
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Rumble—
Space was violently shaking. A Yao smashed the desert world with a single punch. After the entire world collapsed, she fell into another dimension.
The space looked like the interior of a huge palace. She stood in a corridor with courtyards on both sides. Tall cherry blossom trees were planted in the courtyards, and pink petals fluttered in the breeze.
Ayao raised her hand, and a petal fell into her palm.
The pink petals made her hands appear even whiter and more like jade.
Suddenly, A Yao appeared dozens of feet away.
Countless thin silver threads shot out from the ground, instantly slicing the floor and walls into countless small pieces, and even cutting the tall cherry blossom trees into sections. Countless petals danced in the wind. Ayao, who had dodged the attack of the silver threads, looked in one direction, and her pupils suddenly contracted, her expression changing drastically.
A young man in white robes with purple eyes slowly emerged from a corner, holding a silver longbow in his hand. His white robes were as white as snow, and his face was as beautiful as jade. His face was expressionless, and his empty eyes looked at A Yao.
“Nangong Qi…”
Ayao called out softly.
In her eyes, Nangong Qi's appearance had not changed at all, but the aura he exuded was completely that of a demon. He had become a demon!
This thought pierced A Yao's heart like a sharp thorn.
Whose masterpiece is it that Nangong Qi became a demon? Is there even a need to think about it?
Lou Munan!!
Who else could it be but this bastard?
A Yao's hatred for Lou Munan instantly doubled; he actually... he actually turned Nangong Qi into a demon.
Ayao had considered many possibilities for fighting Lou Munan, including various unexpected events, but she did not anticipate the situation before her. Nangong Qi, who had transformed into a demon and lost his own consciousness, came to her and came to kill her.
She was furious, incredibly furious.
As soon as A Yao's feet touched the ground, hundreds of silver spiritual threads shot out from different corners, and A Yao's figure quickly became a series of afterimages as she dodged. But after she dodged, another wave of silver spiritual threads shot out, this time numbering in the thousands.
Nangong Qi's cultivation level is now at the True Demon Realm. Compared to Lu Xuening, who is considered a waste, his combat ability is obviously far superior. Moreover, the silver longbow he holds is a divine artifact-level magic weapon.
Nangong Qi liked to use spiritual threads to cut things, and now his ability to use spiritual threads was more than a hundred times more terrifying than before. Fine spatial cracks were cut out and then rapidly healed, but large areas of the buildings here were cut to pieces by these spiritual threads, turning into wreckage that floated in mid-air.
"Nangong Qi—"
While dodging, A Yao shouted, seemingly trying to awaken Nangong Qi's consciousness.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Silver spiritual lines shot out continuously.
The number of spirit lines surged from several thousand to hundreds of thousands.
These dense spiritual threads shot in from all directions. Seeing this, A Yao condensed her Phoenix True Fire into a golden longsword. As she swung the longsword, the sword energy surged and severed all the spiritual threads.
Just as these spiritual threads broke, Nangong Qi raised his longbow and plucked the bowstring with his other free hand.
Ayao was ready to catch his arrow, but he didn't shoot it. Instead, the sound of the bowstring being pulled created a sonic boom, and a circle of silvery-white ripples spread out rapidly. Ayao quickly retreated.
With a loud boom, the various floating debris were shattered by the ripples, and dust filled the sky and earth.
Ayao froze in mid-air, her divine sense restricted. She watched as a silvery-white light appeared in the dust, then suddenly intensified, like a giant comet hurtling towards her.
It was an arrow, an arrow that emitted a dazzling silvery-white light.
As Ayao watched the incoming arrow, her longsword emitted a dazzling light. Phoenix True Fire burned fiercely on her sword. With a swing of her sword, a huge phoenix carrying a golden firestorm crashed into the silver-white arrow.
With a deafening roar, intense light engulfed the heavens and earth, and the entire space collapsed.
Ayao and Nangong Qi both fell into the next level of space, a vast underground cavern-like space. Ayao and Nangong Qi transformed into two streaks of light and shot towards each other. Nangong Qi held a longbow in one hand and manipulated silver spiritual threads with the other, while Ayao gripped her longsword and continuously slashed.
Sword energy shot out, slicing through space; Phoenix True Fire spread throughout the entire massive cavern; spiritual threads tore through the hard rock; the sound of bowstrings vibrating could be heard intermittently, followed by bursts of sonic booms.
The entire space was rumbling, and the large cracks quickly spread to all parts of the space.
"Nangong Qi, wake up!" A Yao shouted.
Nangong Qi's eyes remained vacant. A Yao gritted her teeth, made a ruthless move, flashed in front of him, and punched him in the abdomen, sending him flying. He crashed through countless hard rocks and even broke through the barriers of this space, flying into another dimension.
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