I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

It took a month before my realm stabilized.

And Xila also reached the Nascent Soul level.

Taking into account her Dou Qi, and skillfully combining the Dou Qi with the power of the Nascent Soul, if the two complement each other, she can be comparable to some powerful divine beings.

This is real strength, not the previous attack that relied on breathing techniques and was ineffective.

"Now... I'm afraid you can defeat some unrestrained strongmen."

Claire chuckled and said, "I haven't tried it yet. But I think it has potential."

Then he looked back at the still "sleeping slaves of death" and directly put them into the storage bag using the method of Taixu Sutra.

"Well, let's take ten first. If too many go crazy, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop them."

Claire said seriously.

The two have already planned to leave this forbidden area. The next step of cultivation is not just meditation, but requires tempering the mind in the world.

Well, Claire felt that fighting was still the fastest.

Although fighting is risky and there may be times when you cannot win, you now have a secret magic weapon.

The goal now is to go to Loma City first, find Raziel, and then go to Harun first to challenge those well-known strong men.

After the realm is stabilized, return to Carlisle, kill the leader of the Holy Church, and ask him to withdraw the "Magic Ban" so that Arya will not have to worry about the war.

The current plan is this.

Xila also picked up several powerful weapons from the corpses of those powerful people in the Fantasy Mist Divine Realm.

That's a good idea.

So Claire only used her fists, but having a weapon was better than having no weapon at all.

Looking at the gloves in her hands, which were made of inferior iron and had magic runes that were so horrific that she dared not look directly at them, Claire felt that she could not show them off.

"Poor Wind and Thunder Fist Gloves. I'll upgrade them for you when I have time."

Claire was melancholy for a while, but she still took more than ten weapons from her heart, including spears, swords, bows and arrows, maces, and even shields.

It’s a pity that there are still too few of them, otherwise maybe I could cosplay “The King’s Treasure”.

After packing my luggage, the dawn was just breaking and the sky was dyed with a gentle light blue.

Claire and Sira stood in an open area at the top of the Hengduan Mountains, surrounded by towering mountains and shrouded in clouds and mist.

Suddenly a sense of pride rose in my heart.

"When I came here, I was often terrified. I was worried that my identity would be exposed, whether it was that of a magician or a witch..."

"And now, who in the world can stop me?"

Well, Miss Claire is feeling proud again.

All we can say is that in the current world, the highest combat power displayed is unrestrained.

What is actually happening? What about the other divine realms, the restless demons, the sealed ancient gods, and the dragons?

It is said that those gods also have followers, and the heroes of various races that have appeared have their names recorded in history.

But so what? She was someone who had mastered all three paths of cultivation, making her unrivaled in her class.

"Give me time and I will surpass the gods."

When I went up the mountain, it was an arduous journey; but now, after I have successfully practiced the Dharma, going down the mountain is as easy as walking on flat ground.

And my mood is also very different.

The sunlight shines through the dense treetops, casting mottled shadows. Along the way, I stop from time to time to appreciate the scenery along the way - those slaves of death that have been distorted by the baptism of time.

The old Taoist calls it a zombie.

Claire suddenly realized, no wonder he was so vicious.

As the altitude gradually decreases, the mountain scenery also changes quietly.

There is a vast primeval forest on the mountain, while the foot of the mountain transitions to lush bushes.

Soon, they reached the foot of the mountain. The vibrant fields and the villages vaguely visible in the distance seemed to have left the core area of the forbidden land of death.

Claire and the other two came down from the other side of the mountain, and this road led directly to the city of Roma.

Although we have come down the mountain, we need to be more vigilant now.

Because the human enemies at the foot of the mountain are much cuter than those motionless slaves of death on the mountain.

On the road to Loma City, there are still paladins constantly questioning passers-by.

"Hello, beautiful lady!"

Look, here it comes.

The slovenly knight took off his hat and bowed to Sheila in a very gentlemanly manner.

This extremely greasy action made Xila frown.

But for these country knights, sending them out on patrol in such hot weather would definitely be a disaster.

For him, this is an opportunity to show himself.

"Oh, a male peacock is spreading his tail. Come on, Mr. Peacock, what's going on?" Claire asked.

The Peacock Knight didn't get angry, but smiled and said, "Beautiful lady, may I ask if you have seen this man?"

After saying that, he unfolded the crumpled wanted poster and showed it to Claire and the others.

"Um... I haven't seen it."

Isn't that her? Claire was speechless.

The knight nodded, then casually glanced at the large portrait above, blinked, and turned back to look at Claire who looked innocent.

Then he looked at the wanted poster again and rubbed his eyes, afraid that he had seen it wrong.

"Well, Mr. Knight, I'm afraid you have face blindness. This is clearly not me."

There are more blonde girls, it's just a coincidence.

The Country Knight looked at Miss Claire, who exuded a dangerous aura, swallowed his saliva, and laughed, "Ah, yes, yes, how could such a lovely lady like you be a wanted criminal?"

The knight was just a lousy knight who had just entered the stage of inducing spirits. Although he could dominate the countryside for a while, he had heard that this young lady had caused a big disturbance in the imperial capital and beat the kingdom's sword master to the point of paralysis.

Well, the poor Sword Master was only seriously injured, not to the point of being disabled, but the people kept spreading the story in increasingly outrageous ways.

Mr. Knight was already trembling with fear, but he still pretended to be calm, "Um..."

"What? Want to tip off the secret?" Xila mercilessly exposed the illusion and sneered. The weapon in her hand flashed coldly in the sunlight.

It seemed as if a wrong answer would result in a shot.

The Country Chevalier shook his head vehemently.

Well, why would a character like this tease me?

Wouldn’t it be a wonderful thing if we just pretended that nothing happened?

"Alright, alright. Stop scaring people. I won't offend anyone unless they offend me."

Claire turned to the knight and said, "Kid. You know what you should and shouldn't say, right?"

The latter kept nodding his head like a praying mantis.

"What's your name?"

"Uke..."

"Very good. Boy, do you live here? I remember your face!" Claire pretended to speak viciously.

"..."