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第一千四百五十五章 灵界的仇怨

Simultaneously, an unknown distance away from here, in the digital book (),

Not exactly, one side was a cultivator, and the other, a monster.

A man and two women stood there.

The woman at the forefront was not more than twenty years old. Her appearance was delicate and refined; she wasn't breathtakingly beautiful but charming nonetheless. However, her demeanor was extremely cold.

By all rights, someone of this age should be in the Foundation Establishment stage, yet the spiritual pressure emanating from this woman was shocking, indicating that she was at the early Separation stage.

Behind her stood a man and another woman.

The man appeared to be around forty years old. He wore Daoist robes and had an ancient and ethereal appearance.

The other woman seemed younger, perhaps in her twenties. Her looks... well, they weren't beautiful but also not ugly; she was of average beauty with a green dress that accentuated her slender figure.

Both were at the peak of the Core Formation stage.

This trio's combination was already terrifying enough, yet they appeared on high alert, their faces stern and serious.

The monster facing them was over seven zhang tall. It had a human face and tiger-like paws, with broad shoulders. Its teeth were stark white, and its long tail had dark black spines. The entire body exuded an ominous and ferocious aura.

Devil Machine!

One of the Four Fiends of the Spirit Realm.

Of course, what they saw was just a fragment of its soul, also at the Separation stage. Although it was only in the early phase, the pressure it emitted was no less than that of a Hundred Serpent King.

Princess New Moon's face turned pale. She hadn't expected to encounter this legendary beast on such a narrow path.

Although she had always been fearless, even now, her heart was trembling. The Devil Machine’s reputation for evil was well-deserved; countless cultivators from the Spirit Realm had perished in its wide maw.

The expressions of the other man and woman were similar. In the Spirit Realm, they were mere foot soldiers who dared not provoke such a monster as the Devil Machine.

"You little girl, meeting me here can only mean bad luck..." A sound like metal clashing with iron echoed in their ears. The ugly face of the Devil Machine showed a very human-like expression of joy, and its ferocity was unleashed.

"You want to kill me..." Princess New Moon's pretty face turned slightly pale: "Do you know who my father is...?"

"Who your father is? I have an idea; isn't he one of the Three Loose Immortals?" The Devil Machine's eerie laughter echoed in their ears, its tone arrogant and without any fear.

The three exchanged glances. Loose Immortal cultivation was higher than the Tribulation Transcending stage, and only the Three Demon Kings could match them in the Spirit Realm.

Although the Four Fiends were ferocious, they clearly belonged to a lower tier. The actions of their opponent left them shocked. Could it be...

"Hmph, you three can stop harboring侥幸 is translated as "侥幸" which means '侥幸' in English, but it's typically left untranslated as a transliteration. It refers to luck or taking chances. (侥幸 is translated as "侥幸" which means '侥幸' in English, but it's typically left untranslated as a transliteration. It refers to luck or taking chances. means侥幸 is translated as "侥幸" which means '侥幸' in English, but it's typically left untranslated as a transliteration. It refers to luck or taking chances.). I sought you out precisely because your father and I share an unbreakable enmity. Do you think I would fear him? Haha, even if I kill you, what difference does it make? Although I couldn't defeat your father, escaping wasn’t a problem; I've been chased before..." The Devil Machine's voice was extremely low, filled with boundless rage.

"Ah, so that’s the case..."

Princess New Moon finally understood the entire situation. Since they had reached this point, there was no chance of reconciliation.

Rather than wasting words, it would be better to think about how to deal with her: "You shouldn't be too smug. What does the Four Fiends of the Spirit Realm matter? If I were in the Upper World, I might not defeat you," she said. "But now that we're on this world, you’re only at the Separation stage. With our similar realms constrained by the laws of heaven and earth, what can you do to me?"

"Exactly..."

The man with an ancient appearance spoke: "With both of us at the Separation stage, Miss, and with Blood Spirit's assistance, we might have a higher chance in a real fight."

"Foolish creature..." The Devil Machine laughed loudly upon hearing their words. He didn’t get angry but rather laughed: "Do you think that our realms being the same means I can match you?"

His tone was filled with disdain. Then he turned to look at the two Core Formation stage cultivators: "As for you two, unable to break through the Separation realm, in the Spirit Realm, you were just insignificant little fellows. With one swipe of my claw, you would be dead..."

The man and woman couldn't help but feel both shocked and angry. Although they had been unimportant in the Spirit Realm, being dismissed still hurt.

They weren’t cultivators; they were mere clay puppets.

"What use is it to argue? I want to see just how far your spirit realm fragment has advanced..." Princess New Moon's face was filled with anger as well. Why should she be intimidated by someone of the same realm?

With a wave of her jade hand, a flower basket-shaped treasure flew out.

When breaking through the void, nothing but their souls remained. This treasure had taken over a hundred years to carefully craft from various materials.

In terms of power, it couldn’t compare to her命魂法宝 translates to "Life Soul Treasure" or "命魂法宝". Each term can be broken down as follows: (life essence treasures) in the Spirit Realm, but compared to fighting bare-handed, its strength was incomparable.

Princess New Moon pointed at them with her hand. A strange fragrance wafted as the flower basket tilted downward, releasing a dazzling array of five-colored spiritual light.

Swoosh! Over a hundred immortal swords shot out from inside.

The battle was about to erupt. On the other side, True Immortal Tong Yu’s situation grew increasingly perilous.

Although the old monk had blocked one attack, the difference between early and late-stage cultivators was immense. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, the old monster didn’t follow up but instead cast another spell at the wind fire wheel.

A whoosh sounded in their ears as the wind fire wheel suddenly expanded and crashed towards the old woman standing nearby.

Seeing her companion suffer greatly, the old woman wasn't foolish. She quickly retreated as spiritual light flickered around her.

Despite her aged appearance, she moved with great agility. The wind fire wheel's attack was incredibly swift but merely grazed her hair.

The old woman heaved a sigh of relief.

She had escaped the danger. However, the late-stage monster’s face showed no signs of defeat; instead, it revealed a smile of success. He hadn’t intended to kill them; his goal was simply to force them back.

Tong Yu True Immortal was his primary target.

This old fellow had caused her enough trouble. Killing him wouldn't satisfy her hatred. She wanted to capture and torture him before extracting his soul.

With a fierce thought, the opportunity finally arrived. The late-stage cultivator flicked his sleeve, and a torrent of fiery flames burst forth from it.

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