I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"That explains why her attack power and recovery ability are so terrifyingly strong!"

"Perhaps I said something wrong before..."

The Great Sage suddenly waved his right arm, and the scene within a ten-meter radius changed instantly. To outsiders, it appeared as if the location of the Great Sage and the Grand Preceptor was surrounded by a ball of white light, and no matter what method they used, they could not find out what they had done.

—The embodiment of the spirit!

She has gone further than anyone else in history on the path of psychic abilities, and can materialize her thoughts into the real world.

"I said not long ago that in this era of outstanding people, there is no such thing as a protagonist... This statement may be wrong."

"Wrong!?" The Imperial Advisor's throat bobbed.

"In every era, there are always other powerful figures around outstanding individuals as foils... At first, I thought that the people of this era were too talented, and no one could make them become foils. At most, it would be a situation of warlordism. But if that's the case, then it's possible."

The scene on the screen began to flow, revealing an era of constant warfare where countless heroes rose up, ushering in a glorious golden age, including the Great Sage himself, Yan Shan, and Mu Mu, among others.

And then there is that one who reigns supreme over all things and brings peace to all.

"You mean, she... Yan Ziming might rise above everyone else, making them all mere foils!?"

The Imperial Advisor roared, "You... and Yan Shan, are both people who have the potential to break through to the Soul Heaven realm! Don't forget, there is already a ruler who reigns supreme in this world!"

"...It's also possible that I'm oversimplifying things; after all, these are just my guesses."

The Great Sage remained silent. Half of all the uncertainties rested on Liu Mengxian, and she was the only one he could not accurately predict.

Moreover, who knows how powerful Yan Shan will become after breaking through to the Soul Heaven level as a pure-blooded Qilin?

In terms of physique, the immortal spirit is no worse than the thunder spirit; it is an existence that has won the favor of the heavens.

Yan Ziming wants to be above him, unless she can be above the heavens.

The picture fades.

While she was talking with the Grand Preceptor, another Watcher stepped forward to confront Yan Zimo.

Having learned from past mistakes, he naturally wouldn't foolishly follow in others' footsteps and kept a considerable distance from Yan Ziming.

His gaze was very solemn, his eyes reflecting on the scene that had just occurred.

Ordinary people couldn't see it clearly, but these discerning individuals could still see a bit of it. Yan Ziming's speed at that time was simply unimaginable. In just a flash of bright light, a ninth-level Watcher was killed, his death was extremely gruesome.

At that distance, even with prior precautions, death was inevitable.

"A life-or-death battle?"

"Huh? Ah?" The Watcher woke up with a start, realizing that Yan Ziming was asking him a question, and nodded in agreement.

These guys are all going to die anyway, it would be a shame not to fight to the death.

The atmosphere grew tense, ready to explode at any moment.

Silently, the Watcher vanished, unseen and untouchable, but to Yan Ziming at this moment, there was nowhere for him to hide.

No one can hide anything from the heavens.

Unless he is someone who possesses extraordinary talent, which is clearly not the case.

Yan Ziming held the spear of victory, ready to throw it, like an arrow on a bow, about to be released in an instant.

Her movement made it almost impossible for the Watcher to breathe. The aura emanating from the Spear of Victory was like a terrifying natural disaster about to descend, and if it even grazed the slightest spot, the Watcher would surely be skinned alive.

The watchmen dared not approach.

Suddenly, Yan Zimo thrust at him from a distance, causing a small section of space in front of the spear tip to collapse. Then, a small section of space also collapsed a hundred meters to her left front.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle...

Amidst the deafening crackling of electricity, the area was engulfed by a torrent of lightning, yet there was no sensation of being struck.

"..."

The stab missed.

Yan Ziming thrust out seven times in succession, and lightning filled all seven directions. The Watcher moved with incredible speed, relying on his shrewd combat experience to predict Yan Ziming's attack position one step ahead each time, and narrowly dodged at the last second, seizing the perfect opportunity.

On the seventh strike, the Watcher suddenly changed direction, his body tracing a zigzag arc as he approached Yan Ziming.

In a split second, a silver arc of light, like the scythe of death, was about to reap Yan Ziming's life.

Instead of dodging, Yan Ziming took a half-step forward, and to everyone's horrified surprise, her body was pierced through.

Mu Mu almost rushed to rescue Yan Ziming, but her inner trust made her suppress the impulse and choose to watch instead.

The blade pierced through Yan Ziming without any surprise, and a chilling killing intent raged within her body.

However, Yan Ziming's body was still as hot as a furnace, and what sprayed out was not blood, but a shower of blue-purple light.

With a "snap," the blade that had been plunged into her body melted away!

Yan Ziming's next move was even more outrageous; she actually detonated the Spear of Victory at point-blank range!

boom--

The ground bulged up, spewing forth bursts of explosive flames. High-energy particles pierced the atmosphere, creating other colors that, from a distance, were even more magnificent than the Arctic night sky.

Chapter 125 Bloodbath

The Watcher sensed something was wrong the moment the blade pierced Yan Zimo's body. The sensation, so different from that of piercing flesh, made him feel a sense of crisis.

The rapidly rising temperature around him made him make a decision in an instant: discard the blade and flee into the distance.

boom--

Where we just stood, an incredibly intense explosion erupted, lightning piercing the air and producing many fantastical lights.

He never expected that Yan Ziming would choose to fight in such a suicidal way.

If she succeeds, Yan Ziming will end the battle with a record of two wins, which is unprecedented for her eighth-level strength.

For a fleeting moment, the lightning flames revealed the scene inside.

The Watcher was astonished to find a figure standing inside, showing no signs of injury. His instincts, honed over years of battle, made him turn tail and disappear into the void.

laugh--

The air began to burn in a straight line, and a bright red beam of light, like a death star, pierced through the lightning flames, like a celestial being descending from the heavens.

The Watcher's reaction was ultimately a step too slow. His right arm was touched by something as thin as a sheet of paper. It was just that little bit, but his arm began to melt rapidly, like wax meeting a raging fire.

He made a decisive decision and, with a heavy heart, had his entire right arm removed.

This was the right thing to do. Before the arm even hit the ground, it completely melted, turning into an invisible puddle of liquid that mixed with the dust on the ground, making it filthy.

"...Goodness, its attack power is basically at the ninth level."

The Watcher's heart sank. No wonder Yan Zimo was confident in challenging them; he certainly had some merit.

Although she wasn't a ninth-tier cultivator, her attack power posed a strong threat to these 'rotten wood' types, at least preventing them from being forced into a passive, defensive position.

"In that case, let's have the final battle!"

His level of decay is relatively low, allowing him to fully utilize his special abilities several times, which is sufficient for battles between experts.

During this period of silence, he repeatedly simulated how to make the best use of the few opportunities to go all out when he encountered an invincible enemy. After countless refinements, his success rate against opponents of the same level was almost more than 50%.

The Watcher's body suddenly became ethereal, rapidly approaching.

"He ran pretty fast."

Yan Zimo clicked his tongue, waved his arm, and lightning descended from the sky, a vast and boundless force that all hurtled towards him.

Boom boom boom boom——

The lightning strike, accompanied by the ghostly image of the Watcher, erupted in a linear explosion, creating a wall of lightning that shot straight into the sky, blocking both sides and leaving a deep trench in the ground, spanning a kilometer, with a power greater than a combined bombardment by an armored division.

However, these attacks had no effect on him at all, passing right through him as if he had entered another dimension, and attacks from this world could not affect him.

"space?"

Before Yan Ziming could even react in surprise, the enemy was already right in front of her. When the enemy was still ten meters away, all the light suddenly went out.

This sudden darkness was followed by an explosive outburst in the next second.

A divine light shone forth in the area, stretching to the horizon and seemingly extending from the beginning of time. No explosion occurred, yet its destructive power to living beings far surpassed that of any physical explosion.

This is a sure-kill method!

Yan Ziming's body flew backward from another direction, the light wings on her back still radiating the lingering heat of the heat, and at the same time, her lower body was gone.

"this....."

Is a genius about to perish?

"Ninth rank is still ninth rank after all. Eighth rank is ultimately unable to cross this barrier."

Mo Sheng was even prepared to take forceful action to save Yan Ziming. With a therapist, her injuries could be healed with a little effort, and China could not afford to lose a genius like Yan Ziming.

However, a hand held her tightly.

Mo Sheng's first thought was that people from Western countries didn't want Yan Zimo to live. She turned back and angrily rebuked him:

"Who!? At a time like this, you still want to—? Mu Mu, what are you doing!"

To her surprise, the person who grabbed her was Mu Mu, and Mo Sheng calmed down a little.