It turns out that her strength had already reached the level of a third-stage Celestial God.
"Damn it, you..."
Shi Zhongyu screamed.
His Dao heart felt as if it had been brutally crushed.
He endured extreme pain to fuse with the Supreme Seal, almost becoming neither human nor ghost.
He finally reached the second level of the Heavenly God realm, which shocked the entire audience.
Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the Holy Maiden Yaoyue would reveal her strength as a third-stage Celestial God.
Don't underestimate the power of just one transformation; this one transformation is something countless martial artists could never achieve even after exhausting their entire lifespan.
The Celestial God Realm is a realm where each transformation is a new level, and that's no joke.
The gap is much larger than imagined.
Let me put it this way!
Each rotation of the celestial deity is equivalent to a martial artist retraining their martial arts once.
The suffering they endured was simply inhuman.
Not to mention that Shi Zhongyu's second-stage Heavenly Godhood was forcibly elevated through the Supreme Seal, and was not his true cultivation level.
The aura of the Holy Maiden Inviting the Moon, however, was calm, clean, and long-lasting.
She was not only a third-level Celestial God, but also at the peak of the third-level Celestial God.
Its foundation is so solid that even ten pieces of jade from stone cannot compare.
"I'm not convinced... I'm not satisfied! Why can you reach the third level of the Celestial God realm?!"
Shi Zhongyu's Dao heart collapsed.
Just half an hour ago, it was the one that invited all things to the moon, but now it has completely defeated itself.
Who could tolerate this?
The chieftain of the Wilderness stroked his long beard and said with a grin, "Alright, this round is in the bag!"
If Shi Zhongyu had remained calm, he might have been able to hold off the attack for a while.
Now that his Dao heart has crumbled, there is only one outcome for him.
The Holy Maiden Yaoyue flipped her jade hand, gathering spiritual energy, which she then exhaled.
A deafening explosion.
Shi Zhongyu fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, leaving a deep ravine.
The edges of the ravine were covered in glaring blood.
Saintess Yaoyue sighed.
"That's so weak!"
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