The Saintess Has A Showdown 455

Chapter 455: Tyrant Demon Seed’s Super Evolution, A Fragment of Myth

“Chu~”

At the center of the battlefield, as the Cold Deer King bent down and kissed the blue-haired girl, a heavy silence, a frozen moment, fell upon the world.

Not just the combatants, but even the spectators watching from the sidelines were stunned into speechless disbelief.

It wasn’t the speed of the attack that shocked them, but the act itself.

Wu Yan Luelan and the Crimson Queen forgot to even maintain their spirit energy, and the Purgatory Crimson Halberd and the Nether Princess Bai Xue stared, their mouths agape.

What was going on?

While they were fighting, the Cold Deer King and the Water Moon Concubine were… kissing?

Gong Lianyue couldn’t quite process the sensation of a first kiss. Mostly, she was distracted by the antlers poking her eyes.

And the Cold Deer King’s soft tongue, like a… tentacle, exploring her mouth, a strange, slippery warmth, a hard object, regurgitated from the deer’s mouth, now lodged in her throat.

After a lingering kiss of more than twenty seconds, the antlered woman pulled back, its gaze soft and playful as it watched the blue-haired girl rub her eyes, a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance on her face.

Poof!

The next second, as the Dream Calamity stared in disbelief, the elegant figure of the Cold Deer King vanished, dissolving into white foam.

As it disappeared, a shimmering crescent moon gem materialized in Gong Lianyue’s throat, swallowed reflexively before she could even react.

A fragment of a mythical being…

The Cold Deer King, having lost control, in its final moments, had offered its most precious possession, a fragment of a mythical being, to Shui Yuefei.

No, perhaps it had never been in control…

The Cold Deer King, an ancient being from twenty thousand years ago… its motives… unfathomable.

The red doll’s fur stood on end, its body trembling with rage, its blood vessels bulging, a terrifying aura erupting.

However, before the Dream Calamity could react, a brilliant moonlight aura surged from behind Shui Yuefei.

Boom!!!

A wave of pure, white moonlight, Gong Lianyue’s lunar spirit energy, previously suppressed by her water spirit energy, now surging, overflowing, her body radiating a shimmering, white mist.

Like a human fountain, moonlight spirit energy, incredibly dense and pure, poured from every pore, even her eyes, a transformative influx of power, her body and soul cores almost bursting.

This was… a fragment of the aura of the mythical Cold Moon Palace!!!

A few seconds later, several spirit beasts were expelled from her body by the surging moonlight energy.

The Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa, the Nether Princess Bai Xue, the Nether Spring Narcissus, the Purgatory Crimson Halberd, the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower, and the Ice Forged Decapitator, even the White-Browed Concubine, its form still dormant, were ejected, their sudden appearance alarming both the Crimson Queen and Wu Yan Luelan.

Powerful auras filled the air, and some of Shui Yuefei’s fans, watching, screamed in excitement, even the black-haired woman from the Ten Palace Ghost Concubines, her face filled with longing.

These were the Sorrowful Saintess’s spirit beasts, the ones listed on the Sun and Moon Ranking, finally revealed!

No, wait…

They didn’t know, but it wasn’t all of them. One, unrecorded, still resided within Gong Lianyue’s soul core: the Tyrant Demon Seed.

As the only moonlight spirit beast among them, the Tyrant Demon Seed was greedily absorbing the mythical fragment’s energy, its Saint-rank aura surging, breaking through its limitations, reaching a new level.

Then, the overflowing moonlight spirit energy reversed its flow, like a rewinding video, returning to Gong Lianyue’s soul core, absorbed by the Tyrant Demon Seed.

Whoosh—

In an instant, the moonlight aura vanished, a swirling, milky white, egg-shaped barrier of spirit energy forming around the Tyrant Demon Seed, as if incubating, its transformation imminent.

Although its form within was unclear, a slow, steady heartbeat, a deep breath, echoed from within, its aura and power growing.

This wasn’t normal growth, but a rapid, accelerated evolution, each breath a significant leap, transcending the usual limitations.

Like a pay-to-win mobile game, where thousands of dollars could buy power, this was the result of spending billions, breaking the game itself.

Low-rank Snowtooth Rabbit, mid-rank Snow Mountain Rabbit, high-rank Ice Snow Demon Rabbit, Saint-rank Snow God Rabbit, legendary Ice Soul Jade Rabbit, lord-level legendary Begonia Snow Emperor.

Low-rank Moonlight Rabbit, mid-rank Gluttonous Rabbit, high-rank Bony Gluttonous Rabbit, Saint-rank Tyrant Demon Seed, legendary Great Moon Immortal Rabbit, lord-level legendary Moon-Chasing Demon Rabbit.

Low-rank Flame Rabbit, mid-rank Flame Breath Rabbit, high-rank Terror Flame Demon Rabbit, Saint-rank King of Crimson Clouds, legendary Calamity Flame Rabbit Robe, lord-level legendary Fireless Burning Heart Emperor.

Flower Fairy Rabbit, Terror Claw Rabbit, River Styx Rabbit, Black Aversion Rabbit, Thunder Horn Rabbit.

Heaven’s Scale Rabbit, Back Armor Rabbit, Bloodscale Rabbit, Dragon Feather Rabbit, Emperor Eye Rabbit.

Countless evolutionary paths, branching like a massive tree, appeared before the regressed, embryonic form of the Tyrant Demon Seed.

From low-rank to Saint-rank, then to the seemingly unattainable legendary rank, millions of possibilities…

Meanwhile, Gong Lianyue, regaining consciousness, her head slightly dizzy, swayed, her enhanced assets jiggling enticingly, a distracting display.

As the excess moonlight spirit energy was absorbed by the rabbit, her water and moon spirit energies balanced, a perfect harmony.

And perhaps due to the inflation caused by the spirit energy influx, her figure had become even more voluptuous, her transparent bathrobe barely concealing her curves.

A white, crescent moon mark appeared on her forehead, and her soft lips, now a shimmering, snowy white, like a lunar deity, her aura regal and aloof.

Why the Cold Deer King had given her the Cold Moon Palace’s aura fragment was a mystery, but it must be related to the White Flower Moon-Treading Deer.

As countless eyes watched, the blue-haired, teardrop-eyed woman looked up at the sky, a dreamy sigh escaping her lips.

“The moon… is so beautiful~~~”