Bai Sha, however, continued on her own. “Some time ago, I saw Senior leave the Cultivation Shell with a tense expression. May I know what happened? Was it related to the Heavenly Devil Palace?”
That had happened in her fourth life, but Bai Sha saying “some time ago” was something Yan Mengzhu couldn’t verify.
Hearing this, Yan Mengzhu indeed paused. Her eyes suddenly grew complicated, as if recalling something.
Then she shook her head. “I don’t want to say any more. It’s time for you to answer my question. If you think refusing to answer means I can’t do anything to you, you’re mistaken. If you persist in refusing, then I no longer care to know the answer.”
Hearing this, Bai Sha smiled. “Is that so? Then I choose not to speak.”
The moment those words left her mouth, a powerful aura erupted from Yan Mengzhu.
A sense of intense danger engulfed Bai Sha entirely.
“Then you too shall bid farewell to this world.”
Yan Mengzhu raised her hand and struck out with a palm aimed at Bai Sha.
The palm was at a distance, as if it couldn’t possibly reach Bai Sha, yet as it was unleashed, the surrounding seawater boiled and churned, forming a gigantic palm entirely of water.
This water palm was enormous, like a mountain peak, surging through the deep sea with terrifying momentum. If they were anywhere else on the seabed instead of the Seven-Colored Shell, the ground would likely have already been torn apart.
Bai Sha, a tiny Qi Condensation Demon Cultivator, faced this dreadful attack head-on.
“Boom!”
The colossal palm struck down, causing the seawater in that spot to steam and boil. Countless bubbles erupted in every direction, stream after stream, too numerous to count.
“Hm?”
A look of surprise appeared in Yan Mengzhu’s eyes.
When the strike landed, she didn’t feel the sensation of hitting Bai Sha. She knew the attack had been blocked.
Behind the chaotic bubbles and roiling seawater, a faint earthen-yellow glow suffused the area.
It was an earthen-yellow light shield, not particularly large, but possessing a heavy, solid quality. It displayed an incredibly formidable defensive power, completely blocking the attack of a Transformation Realm Demon. Bai Sha wasn’t affected in the slightest.
This was one of Bai Sha’s two Transformation Level Talismans—the Rock Light Shield Talisman!
“A talisman?” Seeing this, another flicker of surprise crossed Yan Mengzhu’s eyes.
A Demon Cultivator of Qi Condensation level wielding a Transformation Level talisman?
A talisman like this was worth over twenty thousand Contribution Points in the Dream Ruins. Was that something a Qi Condensation Demon could afford?
But surprise aside, Yan Mengzhu didn’t believe a single talisman could change anything.
In the end, it was merely equivalent to a Transformation Realm Demon casting a single spell. She, herself, was a Transformation Realm Demon. Every spell she cast was at this level.
So, Yan Mengzhu raised her hand again and struck out with a second palm at Bai Sha.
This second palm was far more serious than the first. The moment it was unleashed, the surrounding seawater became even more turbulent. An even larger palm than before manifested here and slammed down upon Bai Sha within the Rock Light Shield.
“Boom!”
The impact produced a muffled, heavy sound.
But Bai Sha inside was unaffected. Until the Rock Light Shield was broken, she wouldn’t be harmed.
‘The Rock Light Shield can still hold out, but probably not for long. To be precise, I’m doomed anyway. In that case, let me witness how powerful a Transformation Realm Demon truly is.’
Bai Sha wasn’t worried.
She took out her last Transformation Level talisman and channeled Demonic Power into it to activate it.
This talisman was the Raging Dragon Roar Talisman.
As Bai Sha poured in her Demonic Power, a dragon’s roar abruptly echoed across the seabed. It was high-pitched and lingering, so powerful that it briefly displaced the seawater, creating a large vacuum zone. Yan Mengzhu’s third palm, which she had just launched, didn’t even reach the Rock Light Shield before it shattered amidst the dragon’s roar.
Simultaneously, a massive divine dragon formed entirely from seawater materialized in this vacuum zone. Its colossal body was like a mountain.
Strangely, this spell-condensed dragon was clearly made of water, but the individual scales on its long, serpentine body were incredibly distinct. Its dragon horns and dragon claws were vividly lifelike, as if a true dragon had descended here, carrying an intense sense of majesty and pressure.
This sight made Yan Mengzhu’s pupils constrict.
“Another Transformation Level talisman? She’s clearly just a Qi Condensation Demon Cultivator… Could she have some significant origin?”
Yan Mengzhu couldn’t help but suspect.
But even suspicion wouldn’t change what Yan Mengzhu intended to do. No matter how great her origin, could it be greater than the Heavenly Devil Palace?
She immediately switched to a different spell—Raging Dragon Roar!
“Roar!”
With a furious bellow, another massive water dragon coalesced in the sea, just like the one Bai Sha had conjured with her talisman. It was equally gigantic, equally divine, identical down to the finest detail.
This caused a strange expression to flicker across Bai Sha’s face.
In the next moment, the two water dragons tore into each other.
Their claws clashed, creating shockwaves that ripped the surrounding seawater into chaotic fragments.
A single sweep of a tail visibly cracked and split the surface of the Seven-Colored Shell. The Rock Light Shield also shook violently from the aftershocks of the two water dragons’ battle.
Bai Sha looked toward Yan Mengzhu.
A watery light shield covered Yan Mengzhu’s body, easily blocking any stray attacks.
“She’s a true Transformation Realm Demon, after all. She can constantly supply Demonic Power to her defensive shield. I can’t do that.”
