I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

now.

Suddenly, a black light flashed in the eyes of the woman in the red dress, like a strange meteor streaking across the deep night sky. In an instant, her whole body was filled with surging aura, and the blazing aura was like a leaping hellfire, eerie and full of endless weirdness.

At the same time, a powerful and mysterious force awakened within her, and her strength multiplied several times at a speed visible to the naked eye. On her jade-white forehead, a twisted character, as if emanating from the Nine Netherworlds, slowly emerged, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

"Heaven?" Ye Chongren couldn't help but frown slightly. Under his sword-like eyebrows, his sharp eyes were full of solemnity.

He clearly sensed the extraordinary power surging towards him, and did not dare to slack off at all. He immediately pushed the potential power in his body to the extreme. His muscles were tensed, his clothes moved without wind, and he looked like a peerless sharp sword about to be unsheathed.

At this extremely tense moment, there was no dazzling and flashy clash of magical powers between the two. What there was was only a peak contest between the purest and most primitive forces. Every collision of forces was like a collision of stars, shaking the surrounding space and causing ripples.

"You can still hold on!" Jiang Qisha stood aside, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but under this surprise, there was more of uncontrollable joy.

He knew very well that the more outstanding Ye Chongren's performance at this moment, the more it showed that this person was hiding unknown secrets. If he could dig out these secrets and use them for his own benefit.

"This person is indeed extraordinary. With strength two or three realms lower than that of the Red Butterfly World, he can contend with a strong man like the Red Butterfly and not lose the upper hand. If he were in the core area of ​​the Upper Heaven Source, the people of the Nine Sects would definitely fight for him. Who knows, he might even be noticed by those arrogant guys of the Four Imperial Clans and be recruited into their ranks." Brother Dao, who is usually taciturn, couldn't help but speak at this moment. His voice was low but revealed a certainty.

"You overestimate him," Jiang Qisha said, his lips curled up in a slightly mocking arc, his expression as calm as a judge who controls life and death. "But he was born in this remote place, without top resources, without the guidance of famous teachers, he is destined to never join the ranks of true geniuses. This is how his life will be, and it is unlikely that he will achieve great things."

Ye Daozhi, Huang Taiji and Wu Duming, who heard their conversation not far away, were so shocked that they could not describe it in words.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with regret and fear, thinking to themselves: What kind of terrifying existence have they provoked? In the core area of ​​the Heavenly Origin Land, where powerful people are everywhere, this person can actually attract such high praise from everyone with his own talent.

In their minds, the so-called Nine Sects and Four Imperial Clans were the top and most powerful forces in the core area of ​​the Shangcang Origin Land. They were existences that countless practitioners could only look up to throughout their lives. However, Ye Chongren actually had the strength to cause the Nine Sects to scramble for him, and even had the opportunity to be recruited by the Four Imperial Clans. How could this not make them terrified?

At this moment, they were regretting their decision to become enemies with this guy. Wasn't this just courting death?

Ye Chongren, who was in the center of the battlefield, was completely immersed in the battle with the woman in red skirt. Naturally, he didn't know what these people said, and he didn't know that his fate had been decided by Jiang Qisha in a casual manner.

"Damn it... How could you, a waste from the middle of the Heavenly Origin Land, possess such a profound foundation? You are at the sixth level of the Hunyuan Wuda Daluo Jinxian realm, yet you can actually compete with me to this extent!" The woman in the red dress widened her eyes, her eyes full of disbelief, and her tone was filled with deep shame, as if being forced into such a situation by someone of such a low realm as Ye Chongren was a great humiliation to her.