Chapter 326: Destined Qing'er vs Demon Lord Chonglou
"Xuanzang?"
Ancestral Witch Houtu asked curiously, looking at the handsome man before her.
"Houtu," Xuanzang said.
"Mm." Houtu nodded, a smile appearing on her classical, beautiful face.
At this moment, the group members also saw the true appearance of Ancestral Witch Houtu, and one after another, they were stunned by her heavenly beauty.
Although she did not look human, it did not affect her nobility and beauty in the slightest; it was even beyond the power of language to describe.
"If I could be embraced by such an existence, I'd feel it was worth dying for," Wang Wu said.
Her mind was clear, yet facing Houtu, she no longer had any worldly thoughts.
Zhang Sanfeng walked over and bowed piously.
Ye Fan followed suit and bowed to Houtu as well; this was a future Saint, so bowing now was definitely not a loss.
"Too beautiful."
Bai Qian's face showed amazement; even with her silver tongue and delicate mind, she was at a loss for words at this moment.
Morgana didn't even speak, mainly because she was afraid she wouldn't be able to stop herself from blurting out profanities, which would be truly embarrassing.
"Sister Houtu is so beautiful," Xiao Shi said.
Houtu was also incredibly happy, finally able to vent the loneliness and solitude of many epochs, but she asked strangely:
"Why don't you have tails below?"
"Uh... that question is a bit profound," Ye Fan said.
Xuanzang explained: "Living beings of heaven and earth are divided into Innate Sacred and Acquired Living Beings. The Ancestral Witches were formed from the Ancestral Blood of the Great God Pangu; in a sense, they belong to the Innate Sacred. A human body with a snake tail is the mark of most sacred beings, a symbol of noble bloodline.
We belong to the Acquired Living Beings, that is, the Human Race. In many legends, the Human Race was created by the Empress Wa molding clay. Most of the Human Race replaced the snake tail with two legs."
Although Houtu did not understand it too well, she generally grasped it and said:
"So that's how it is."
"Very soon, in the future Honghuang, the Human Race will also appear, and you will understand then," Xuanzang said.
Houtu was like a curious baby, curious about everything!
At this time, she was not the Samsara Saint, nor the Lord of the Underworld, just an Ancestral Witch girl whose strength was a little bit stronger.
On that Virtual Arena, the Reincarnation Channel had disappeared.
Demon Lord Chonglou and Qing'er appeared, the two confronting each other from a distance.
Demon Lord Chonglou was still in his black Demon Armor, with two horns on his head and a pair of Heavenly Demon Wings on his back, his Haki leaking out, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.
Yet, Qing'er's appearance was very surprising.
One would have thought that the cool Qing'er must be dressed like a big shot, with an extraordinary aura.
On the contrary, Qing'er wore a plain, simple dress, wore no makeup, and her face was not stunningly beautiful, but she possessed an otherworldly temperament, like a celestial being untainted by the world of Renjian.
If Demon Lord Chonglou's aura was a volcano ready to erupt, then Qing'er's aura was like a calm lake, without a single ripple of Anlan, its depth unfathomable.
"This is Qing'er? She looks very ordinary," Ye Fan said.
Wang Wu shook her head, a look of gravity on her face, and said: "No, on the contrary, she is very strong!"
"How strong can she be? Can she beat the Demon Lord? The Demon Lord is the Six Realms Supreme, invincible under heaven, okay?" Ye Fan said.
Anlan spoke up at this time: "Diliu, you can't judge people by their appearance. Although this Qing'er hasn't released a shred of aura, a deep sense of threat has appeared in my heart."
"..." Ye Fan.
"I feel like my points are gone," Wang Wu said.
"A peculiar power system," Houtu said.
Although the current Houtu had not left the Pangu Temple, the techniques she practiced were all Pangu's inheritance.
Her discernment was naturally extraordinary, able to see what ordinary people could not.
Moreover, Ancestral Witches were born as Great Luo Golden Immortals, their strength defying the heavens.
Compared to the Sanqing, who were also of Pangu orthodoxy, their strength was a notch higher.
The Sanqing brothers only ascended to Great Luo Golden Immortal after listening to the Dao for the first time in the Purple Heaven Palace.
However, there are gains and losses; because their Primordial Spirit was naturally incomplete, the Ancestral Witches did not know the heavenly destiny, found it difficult to sense heaven and earth, and were easily schemed against.
"You are Qing'er? And you said the Innate Sacred have no gender; you are clearly dressed as a woman."
Demon Lord Chonglou said, a look of arrogance appearing on his stern face.
"Is it important?" Qing'er said indifferently.
"Make your move. I never take the initiative to attack women," the Demon Lord said.
"If I were to make a move, you wouldn't have the chance to attack. So, I will leave this opportunity to you," Qing'er said.
"Arrogant!"
"Since that is the case, I will teach you a good lesson and let you know that there is always someone better, and there is a heaven beyond heaven," Demon Lord Chonglou said.
As he finished speaking, Chonglou crossed his arms, and a red magic orb from his chest turned into a meteor and smashed toward Qing'er.
Qing'er just dodged, avoiding Chonglou's attack.
"Got some skills."
Demon Lord Chonglou smiled evilly, deciding to end the battle immediately.
His Heavenly Demon Wings fully unfurled, and with the speed of the Heavenly Demon Wings, Chonglou arrived in front of Qing'er in an instant, striking out with a palm, his surging demonic power pouring out like Overturning Seas.
This time, Qing'er did not dodge; a white protective Qi appeared on the surface of her body, absorbing all of Chonglou's demonic power.
"Is this it? You've disappointed me too much," Qing'er smiled faintly and shook her head.
Seeing Qing'er's smile, how could the arrogant Chonglou endure it?
He swung his arms, and his Demon Weapon, the Yanbo Blood Blade, extended!
At this moment, the Demon Lord transformed into a streak of red light, carrying monstrous baleful energy as he slashed out wave after wave of crescent-shaped blood blades.
But this energy vanished into the Void entirely before it could even get close to Qing'er!
And because of the extreme speed of the Heavenly Demon Wings, the entire Starry Sky Battlefield was filled with the figures of Chonglou!
These were afterimages created by speed pushed to the limit, yet Qing'er remained unmoved, letting the Demon Lord attack as he pleased!
Strangely, thousands upon thousands of attacks transformed into a vast net that shrouded her.
Yet not a single one of the Demon Lord's attacks struck Qing'er; Qing'er clearly had not moved.
Chonglou grew more alarmed the longer he fought; how could this be possible?
Even Feipeng would not dare to slack off in the face of such attacks, yet the opponent had not moved an inch, and his own attacks had not even grazed her.
In the spectator stands, the crowd watched in stunned silence, their faces filled with shock.
The Demon Lord had been fighting for ages, yet he couldn't even touch a hair on Qing'er?
How could this be?
"So strong?" Ye Fan said, doubting his own reality.
The Ruthless Empress's eyes shone brightly; such a powerful female group member had actually arrived this time.
"Xuanzang, have you discerned the depth of Qing'er's strength?" Wang Wu asked.
"Mm, she is a truly formidable expert," Xuanzang said.
"Although Qing'er appears not to be dodging or moving, she has actually reached the peak of self-control.
Furthermore, she has formed her own heaven and earth, creating her own universe. She is merely standing there, but in reality, she is no longer in the same dimensional space as Chonglou.
Therefore, no matter how the Demon Lord Chonglou attacks, it is difficult for him to touch Qing'er.
Unless the Demon Lord possesses the power to break through Qing'er's dimension," Xuanzang said.
"Absurd. These new group members are becoming more and more monstrous," Wang Wu said.
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" Thanos.
"!" Zero.
As newcomers, the two were shaken to their cores witnessing a duel of this level.
At this moment, the Demon Lord's afterimages on the Starry Sky Battlefield gradually dissipated; Chonglou looked at Qing'er with an incredibly grave expression, put away his contempt, and said:
"What exactly is your realm?"
Qing'er seemed to have had enough fun, and only then did she slowly say:
"Realms are merely units of measurement used to bind the weak; I only know that I am very powerful!"
"Your strength is not bad, but unfortunately, it is still lacking by quite a lot."
"Next, I shall make my move."
As the words fell, the Demon Lord's expression turned grave, and a massive sense of crisis descended upon him.
Qing'er raised her right hand, and the galaxy of stars across the Starry Sky Battlefield was brought under her control, transforming into streams of pure power that condensed in her hand to form a brilliant Star Sword.
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