บท 427: I Already Don’t Want My Face

Almost immediately after the gray smoke rose to the sky, Qiong Hua made her move. As if splitting the heaven and earth apart, she swung down her blue colored immortal sword, the "Immortal Dew", with all her strength, no quarter given.

Just now, her powerful primordial spirit allowed Qiong Hua to immediately perceived the crisis. Although the energy of that faint gray smoke was weak, it had a terrifying mystical power that was enough to move her. It was as if an ancient devil has just gotten free from the seal. Even if it was weak, it had an overwhelming advantage in the realm.

Although Qiong Hua was the most powerful among the lead disciples of the Five Uniques, in the end, they were just disciple generation. There were countless other people that were stronger than her in Nine Regions. Therefore, Qiong Hua would never overestimate her own ability. When she needed to fight for her life, she would never have any reservation.