The aura around her was so dense with Demon Breath that every tap of her finger created ripples of fla.
Such a scene was truly peculiar.
Du Yu pressed his lips together and found the two junior sisters at the edge of the grass behind him.
Yet at this mont, even the reckless Li ngnan did not dare to wave and greet.
She noticed Du Yu but only dared to blink.
Such an action was self-explanatory!
Now was definitely not the ti to disturb Master Qing!
If the efforts were to be wasted, no one could bear this responsibility.
Du Yu imdiately flipped his wrist, and the Illusory Ancient Bell expanded.
Unexpectedly, through the illusory Bell Wall, he saw Master Qing standing quietly at the peak, eyes opening silently.
The woman suddenly reached out and pointed to the ground in front of her.
"Whoosh~" The Mountain and Sea Bell quietly retracted, yet Du Yu's figure did not disappear.
"Gulp." Du Yu's Adam's apple moved slightly.
Fortunately, he had been trained by Celestial Cyan Porcelain. Otherwise, he might not have been able to withstand just that one gaze from Master Qing.
What did that gesture an?
Does she want to kneel there?
It can't be. My Master Qing is so gentle and considerate...
But her aura and posture really could easily be misunderstood.
Du Yu, following the Immortal Master's instructions, quietly descended to the peak.
The closer he got, the harder it was to breathe.
Thick waves of Demon Breath, mixed with boundless pressure, crazily assaulted Du Yu's body.
The Immortal Master before him closed her eyes again, not giving Du Yu any further guidance.
It seed she just wanted him to stand in front of her, resisting the dual pressure on both body and mind.
"Du Yu, Du Yu~"
"Hmm..."
Little Fen Yang cheered a bit: "Aunt Qingqing is about to ascend~"
"Is that so?"
"Mmm, mmm." Little Fen Yang muttered softly, "Du Yu is so weak, so timid~"
Du Yu was about to stomp his foot and curse.
Is this sothing to be afraid of?
It's the nature of all living things, the instinct to avoid harm and seek benefit, it's... whoa!
A wave of searing heat rushed forward, the thick Fire Demon Breath directly pushed into Du Yu's lungs.
His knees bowed, his upper body leaned forward, sliding backward all the way.
And the Demon Breath inside Yang Qingqing was still surging wildly, its montum shaking the entire scene.
The tall blades of Jia Rong Grass swayed like a deep red wave of wheat, bending and shaking in layers.
"Whoosh~"
As Du Yu was about to slide off the cliff, a wind wrapped around his feet and he stepped in mid-air.
Squinting, Du Yu witnessed an astonishing sight.
In the world, colorless and shapeless energy stread into Yang Qingqing's body like great rivers.
That certainly wasn't Fire Demon Breath!
What was that...?
"Boom!"
The sound of exploding flas was deafening, the terrifying energies of the world seed to exchange the Demon Breath from the woman's body?
A giant ring of fire explosively expanded!
And Du Yu, who was sliding backward in the air, could no longer resist and was blown away.
He was swept from Lion's Roar Peak directly to the mountain peak across, the Peak of All Mountains.
"Whoosh!!!"
The next mont, the world instantly cald!
The wind and waves abruptly stopped.
So sudden, it almost gave one the illusion of ti frozen.
Du Yu hurriedly got up, looked toward the opposite peak.
There he saw a snow-white figure slowly rising,
And within her, illusory Demon Souls constantly expanding outward.
Within that small human form, it seed to imprison a gigantic illusory giant.
With each heartbeat, it expanded and dissipated.
"Wow!" Little Fen Yang cheered joyfully, "The Demon Soul has transford, ascension successful!"
Du Yu stared blankly upward, watching the illusory Demon Soul of Master Qing invade the heavens again and again.
Also seeing at the center of the giant Demon Soul, Master Qing feeling it with closed eyes.
So...
General Qing,
has beco Emperor Qing?
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