“Click... clack.”
Before she could even show her disdain, the sound of gears interlocking suddenly echoed from deep beneath the stone hall.
Immediately after, the ground around the black coffin split open, forming two massive fissures. Billowing black mist and tyrannical demon qi erupted from the cracks.
Roar! Roar!
Two beastly roars echoed through the hall, shaking the stone pillars until tiny cracks webbed across their surfaces.
As the black mist dispersed, two giant, three-tailed beasts landed in front of Su Yueli.
They were late stage Eighth Realm demon beasts—Netherbone Demon Mastiffs.
Sensing the demon qi radiating from the two beasts, the corners of Su Yueli's lips curved into a slow smile beneath her mask.
Between her fingers, the fist blade Xiaohei let out a bloodthirsty hum.
Within her dantian, the mutated Martial Soul clad in dark armor snapped its eyes open, drool nearly spilling from its mouth.
“You've finally arrived... It looks like the main course is served.”
Before the two late stage Eighth Realm demon mastiffs could even launch their attack, Su Yueli stomped her foot.
The black stone floor of the hall imploded into a massive crater from the sheer physical recoil!
Su Yueli's figure vanished on the spot. Her speed was so fast it bypassed the constraints of space, tearing through the air with a deafening sonic boom.
The crimson pupils of the Netherbone Demon Mastiff on the left shrank. Its late stage Eighth Realm feral instincts screamed of a fatal danger.
It opened its jaws to spit out a protective shroud of death energy, but a heavy fist the size of a clay pot—wrapped in red-and-black gravitational blood qi that seemed capable of crushing anything—slammed into its face.
A pure physical annihilation from the Heaven-Shaking Realm!
Boom!
Amidst a dull, heavy explosion, the hard bone armor on the mastiff's head—which could easily ignore full-strength strikes from Sixth or Seventh Realm flying swords—shattered like fragile porcelain.
The terrifying weight of her Ji Dao force rippled down from its skull, instantly slamming the mastiff's massive body deep into the black stone ground.
Its brain, internal organs, and spine were instantly pulverized into mush by the violent, savage Ji Dao strength of that single punch.
An instant kill!
A tomb-guarding beast equivalent to a late stage Eighth Realm grand cultivator of the immortal path had been instantly obliterated without even lasting a single move.
“Aroo-roar!”
The sudden, gruesome death of its companion drove the remaining Netherbone Demon Mastiff into a state of absolute madness.
Its three bone tails transformed into three pale spears, tearing through the void and stabbing viciously toward Su Yueli's chest with ear-piercing screeches.
“Get lost.”
Su Yueli's eyes were icy. She had no intention of dodging, nor did she even use her fist blade, Xiaohei.
The moment the three bone tails struck her body, her pure physical defense from the Longevity Martial Path fully activated.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks flew.
The bone tails, which could easily pierce high-grade defensive magic treasures, struck Su Yueli's protective blood qi and produced crisp metallic rings, unable to pierce even a fraction of her skin.
“My turn.”
Su Yueli grinned savagely. Her right fingers hooked like steel claws, locking onto the three bone tails. With a twist of her waist, a monstrous strength of a hundred thousand catties erupted.
She swung the mountain-sized late stage Eighth Realm beast through the air like a ragdoll before slamming it violently into the nearby stone wall.
Boom!
More than half of the hall collapsed. The demon mastiff's bones were seventy to eighty percent shattered, and it lay in the ruins, whimpering miserably.
Su Yueli closed the distance. Xiaohei flashed with a cold light between her knuckles, slicing clean across the beast's neck.
The massive mastiff head flew into the air as blood geysered out.
In less than ten breaths, two legendary late stage Eighth Realm tomb-guarding demon beasts had been completely reduced to lifeless corpses.
Hum.
With the battle over, the remnants of the roaring demon souls and dense essence blood began to dissipate.
The weapon and the soul inside her body grew restless once more. However, Su Yueli did not distribute the spoils immediately. Instead, she stood in the pool of blood, staring at her hands in a daze.
This was her first true life-and-death battle since entering the Heaven-Shaking Realm.
“Two late stage Eighth Realm demon beasts were as fragile as chickens before my physical strength?”
Su Yueli looked at her fists, a hint of surprise in her heart.
Just like that?
The power of a Twelfth Realm martial artist seemed even greater than she had originally anticipated.
She calculated silently, gaining a clearer understanding of her current Ji Dao combat prowess.
A demon beast's physical body was naturally far superior to a cultivator of the same realm.
Now, it seemed those so-called Eighth Realm grand cultivators in the Great Li Imperial City no longer posed any threat to her.
“Even if I run into those old sect monsters at the late stage of the Eighth Realm, and even if they have high-grade defensive treasures and endless immortal techniques, they will at most be slightly harder to kill. I'll just have to throw a few more punches.”
“My Ji Dao strength is more than enough to slaughter them.”
The road to longevity was long, but at this moment, her confidence in the invincible strength of the Twelfth Realm of the Longevity Martial Path became as solid as bedrock.
Su Yueli released her Ji Dao will, allowing her two greedy companions to tear apart and divide the two massive corpses on the ground. She then looked up, her cold gaze piercing through the darkness toward the deeper, twisting corridor that led to the core of the grand tomb.
Now that the small fry on the outskirts were dead, the true feast would surely be waiting inside.
With a flash of her black robes, Su Yueli quickly left the blood-scented stone hall behind.
After passing through several dark, winding brick passages, her vision suddenly opened up. She had unexpectedly stepped into a massive independent space—the Array Sub-Hall.
Boom! Crack!
The moment her feet touched the ground, a bolt of golden lightning exploded in the air ahead.
The blinding golden light instantly vaporized several chunks of refined dark iron ore on the ground into nothingness, leaving not even a wisp of smoke behind.
Inside the hall, billowing black mist intertwined with dark red flames.
Currently, the elites of several Great Li Dynasty sects and the blood-armored guards of the Great Wei Dynasty were stuck in the center of the stone hall.
Hovering above their heads was a slowly rotating ancient formation, radiating an aura of destruction.
The Heavenly Derivation Thunderfire Array...
The ancient restriction here was extremely hostile to outsiders. The moment it sensed even a shred of energy fluctuation, it would summon an overwhelming torrent of golden thunder and fire to obliterate the target.
“Keep your divine sense flared to the absolute maximum! Take three steps, then pause for two!”
A Great Wei blood-armored guard swallowed hard, his forehead drenched in cold sweat, his face pale.
These cultivators, who usually carried themselves with high-and-mighty arrogance, were currently suffering miserably.
Each of them pushed their defensive magic treasures to the limit, sustaining multicolored protective spiritual lights. Keeping their divine sense active, they shuffled across the stone hall with extreme, agonizing caution, moving as delicately as if they were in postpartum confinement.
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