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第四千一百二十章 强中自有强中手

"Without any grudge, hehe, blame it on the fact that you are a top-tier powerhouse of a major interface," said the True Immortal in his youth, his face full of cold laughter.

"How so? I have no ill intent towards your Highness. I only wish to pursue the path of immortality; I do not know what has offended you." The Sage Elder's expression was clearly displeased as he still did not understand why this opponent had targeted him.

"Seeking the path of immortality, a mere ant like you dares to stand on equal footing with me. Overestimating your strength will only bring about your downfall. If you are wise, submit and I might spare your three souls and seven spirits. Otherwise..." The youth True Immortal's face revealed an unkind smile, akin to a cat playing with a mouse.

"You..."

The Sage Elder was enraged but understood that he could not match the power of a True Immortal. He tried to escape, his eyes darting around as he searched for a way out. However, the disparity in their strength made it impossible; despite his cunning, he could not think of any strategy quickly enough.

Time did not allow him much thought.

The True Immortal was not patient at all. With one flick of his sleeves, he revealed his true intentions: "Still trying to play tricks? Truly ignorant."

A thunderous sound echoed in the air as a massive palm descended towards the Sage Elder.

"Bad news!"

Despite his weaker power, the Sage Elder's reaction was swift. He turned swiftly, black energy suddenly surging around him, protecting his form. But this was not over; several pieces of treasure flew out from the black energy—short swords, long spears, flying swords, and large axes.

The Black Sea Realm ranked low among the three thousand worlds, but as a top-tier powerhouse, he had accumulated many treasures over the years.

Powerful!

He thought that by using these treasures, he could at least delay his fate. However, in the next moment, everything changed drastically.

As soon as the treasures began to emit their aura, they were overwhelmed by an immense pressure, turning into dust with a mournful sound.

"How is this possible!"

The Sage Elder was shocked and dismayed. He knew his own abilities well; though none of these treasures were primordial, many had formidable power. Yet...

They could not even retaliate!

Could True Immortals be so powerful?

He was left in shock. But there was no time to think as he felt himself falling into the same predicament.

The palm that seemed like a mountain was only a hundred feet away from him.

Air around his body instantly became stagnant, squeezing towards him like walls.

There was nowhere to escape!

His body seemed destined to be crushed into powder.

"No..."

Fear filled his face. But pleading for mercy was useless.

The True Immortal had no intention of sparing him; in the next moment, he exploded into a blood mist.

A powerful being reduced to an ant and squashed.

"Stupid, at this level, still aspiring to ascend to immortality? Truly ignorant."

The youth True Immortal's face showed disgust as he brushed off his clothes. "Those from the lower realms are just that weak. I can't understand why there is any cause for concern."

"I'll do as instructed by the Great Daoist. At most, it will be a game. Thinking of it this way, it’s quite amusing..."

The youth True Immortal smiled, but his expression was cruel and vicious, like a cat playing with its prey.

Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow, sensing something. He turned to look at a spot on the left side: "Who is hiding there? Come out! Daring to secretly spy on me, you must be tired of living."

"Tired of living, are you talking about yourself? I thought True Immortals were dignified, but this group... truly disappointing. If all of the heavenly realms were like you, I would rather not associate with them."

A flash of light accompanied a sigh as a girl in black clothes entered his sight. She wore a veil, and her face was hidden, but even from behind, she exuded an awe-inspiring beauty.

A stunning beauty!

But the True Immortal's expression was extremely displeased.

The words he spoke were filled with contempt; he did not regard him at all.

"Rude, a mere lower realm woman dares to be disrespectful... Eh? You are a域外天魔?" The youth True Immortal's face showed surprise.

"So what?"

The expression of the Heavenly Witch Goddess remained calm.

"Hmph. I am just curious—there is such a beautiful beauty among the域外天魔. Fine, with the benevolence of heaven, if you agree to sign a soul contract and serve me as my maid, I can forgive your rudeness and take you to the heavenly realm," he said with an unkind smile.

"A lecher."

The Heavenly Witch Goddess's anger turned into laughter: "I never thought there would be such foolish beings in the heavenly realms daring to target me. Since you are so ignorant of death, I will send you to the netherworld."

"The netherworld? Are you mad? A mere lower realm existence dares to make such a bold claim before me..." The True Immortal was both shocked and enraged.

His face darkened as he flicked his sleeves, releasing vibrant spiritual light that converged into a massive palm. He had used this technique to crush the Sage Elder into dust earlier.

Now, he tried it again, clearly filled with anger. However, the Heavenly Witch Goddess would not repeat her mistake.

She did not show any signs of shock or panic; instead, a low hum echoed as dark magical energy emerged from her body.

This magic was deep and unlike ordinary demonic energy or true demon energy in purity, surpassing both.

Then, she flicked her sleeves again, black light blinding, nine dark magical swords appeared. They were black but more beautiful than the stars, thin like cicada wings, semi-transparent.

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