Category: The Saintess Has A Showdown

Chapter 135: A Bunch of Trash!!

Ah, her identity had been exposed!

Alone, deep within enemy territory, her identity revealed… Gong Lianyue’s situation was incredibly dangerous.

She quickly swallowed a Dual Soul Pill and, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of Spirit Masters, reluctantly stepped out of the shadows.

In her haste, she didn’t notice the green-haired maid discreetly slip something into her skirt.

The moment the silver-haired girl appeared, a wave of excited chatter erupted.

“So this is the Sorrowful Saintess? She doesn’t look like anything special.”

“She defeated the Swallow God? Can she defeat the Phoenix Immortal Saintess!?”

“I don’t sense any Saint-rank aura. She seems so ordinary~~~”

“…”
“…”

However, just as they were gossiping, the moment Gong Lianyue stepped onto the battlefield, her silver hair transformed.

A cascade of sea-blue hair flowed around her, six delicate teardrop beauty marks appearing on her face, her eyes shimmering with teardrop pupils.

The Sorrowful Saintess, her true appearance revealed!

Whoosh~!

The next second, a wave of pure water-attribute spirit energy, distinct from the Wind Realm’s aura, rippled outwards, spreading throughout the mountains.

The chaotic atmosphere instantly calmed, a heavy silence falling upon the entire Yin Tomb.

Not only the Wind Realm Spirit Masters, but even the presiding Nether Bell Maiden’s expression shifted, though she quickly masked it.

So this was the true form of the Sea Concubine Palace’s Sorrowful Saintess?

She seemed like a completely different being…

The Gloomy Saintess, her face slightly tense, said with a smug tone,

“Heh, Gong Lianyue, you must be wondering how I discovered your identity.”

“Simply checking the attendance list for the birthday celebration narrowed it down. It wasn’t difficult at all~~~”

“Now, I don’t have time for idle chatter. Let’s begin.”

Gong Lianyue walked towards the purple-haired woman, a chilling aura radiating from her body.

Interrupted, the Gloomy Saintess’s smug expression vanished, replaced by a dark scowl.

Such an arrogant woman. Let’s see if she could still maintain that haughty demeanor after she was beaten.

[Wicked King of the Wind]
[Ice Spirit]

In stark contrast to the terrifying black Wind Element, a small, delicate, purple, crystalline, ice elemental figure materialized, seemingly harmless.

The Ice Spirit floated beside the Sorrowful Saintess, its aura almost… cute.

So this was the legendary Ice Spirit…?

Everyone stared in disbelief. It seemed… it really was just an Ice Spirit!!!

Trying to defeat her Wicked King of the Wind with this? The Gloomy Saintess sneered inwardly, her spirit energy surging.

The wicked, black wind elemental figure clasped its hands together in prayer, a massive black crescent moon blade forming before it, the same technique that had shattered the Wicked Halberd Beast, its edge gleaming.

The Ice Spirit, not to be outdone, also clasped its hands together, a small, weak-looking ice spike materializing, its aim wavering, pointed at the Gloomy Saintess.

[Wind Fang Kiss] versus [Ice Binding Contract]!!!

The bizarre scene stunned everyone. This Ice Spirit… it looked like the most ordinary of Ice Spirits.

How could a low-rank spirit beast’s technique possibly harm a high-rank one? Moreover, the Gloomy Saintess also had a defensive spirit beast hidden within her soul core. The difference in power was too vast…

Swish!

While the Wicked King of the Wind was still charging its attack, the Ice Spirit launched its ice spike.

The ice spike zipped through the air with a faint whistling sound, about as powerful as an ordinary human’s arrow!

This further confirmed their suspicions. This Sorrowful Saintess was just putting on a show. Her Ice Spirit couldn’t possibly defeat the Wicked King of the Wind.

However, just as the ice spike was about to enter the Wicked King of the Wind’s spirit energy domain—

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

A wave of icy mist erupted, Gong Lianyue’s blue hair billowing upwards, a bone-chilling cold spreading outwards.

In that instant, the entire arena froze, all spirit energy fluctuations vanishing.

The Gloomy Saintess lost her connection with her other spirit beast, the Wicked King of the Wind’s attack dissipated, and the Nether Bell Maiden’s long black hair whipped wildly around her.

[Battle Technique – Frozen Domain]

The Frost Snow Woman!!!

Under the Frost Snow Woman’s power, the Gloomy Saintess’s abilities were completely sealed, the Wicked King of the Wind unable to even fart.

The girl’s face was filled with despair as she watched the ice spike approaching, the sharp point grazing her eyebrow, the Wicked King of the Wind too late to react.

A Dead Sea Stage elite Spirit Master, possessing a high-quality, high-rank spirit beast, defeated by such a weak and pathetic ice spike.

Powerless, she could only wait for death.

Crack!

Just as the ice spike was about to pierce her forehead, it was suddenly shattered by a distant force.

The tip barely grazed her skin, a thin trickle of warm blood flowing down her cheek.

The Gloomy Saintess collapsed to the ground, her body trembling, tears streaming down her face. She had genuinely thought she was going to die, killed by an Ice Spirit…

Is that all?

Gong Lianyue didn’t speak, but the mockery in her eyes was evident.

She recalled the Ice Spirit, then turned towards the source of the interrupting force, a massive throne at the eastern entrance of the Yin Tomb.

The throne, shrouded in a dark mist, suddenly began to shake violently.

Bang!

The next second, the throne exploded, the fragments swept away by a silver whirlwind.

A humanoid tornado, clad in silver armor, its massive form almost reaching the sky, slowly descended, its terrifying presence visible even to human eyes, a giant of destruction.

It was this being that had saved the Gloomy Saintess. The Windchaser Emperor, one of the Wind Realm’s Four Guardians!

The terrifying Saint-rank aura silenced the Wind Realm Spirit Masters, their bodies trembling.

“So, the Four Guardians can interfere in duels now?” Gong Lianyue asked coldly, her chilling gaze fixed on the Windchaser Emperor in the sky.

“Sorrowful Saintess, hand over the Swallow God. She is also a participant in this celebration,” a majestic female voice boomed from the sky, the sound waves almost deafening, like the roar of a god.

“What right do you have to interfere?”

“Hand over the Swallow God!”

“Pay the ransom!”

“Hand over the Swallow God!”

The Windchaser Emperor seemed to be repeating itself, but with each repetition, the oppressive aura intensified, pressing down on the blue-haired girl.

Sensing the unreasonable hostility, Gong Lianyue’s calm expression hardened, the teardrops in her eyes beginning to overflow.

Overwhelmed by her emotions, she unconsciously entered [Rage Mode], her spirit energy surging, her aura transforming.

“Hmph, if you were at your peak, I would admit defeat.”

“But you’ve just awakened from a century of slumber, barely recovered to the Dead Sea Stage.”

“In my eyes, you’re nothing but trash!”

As the Sorrowful Saintess’s arrogant words echoed, the Windchaser Emperor’s aura faltered, stunned into silence.

Even the Nether Bell Maiden paused, then a few pale veins bulged on her delicate forehead.

An uproar erupted throughout the Yin Tomb.

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Chapter 136: The Frost Snow Woman, Revealed!!

“In my eyes, you’re nothing but trash!”

As the Sorrowful Saintess’s arrogant words echoed, the auras of the Nether Bell Maiden and the Windchaser Emperor faltered, then surged with rage.

The two remaining thrones, north and south, also trembled, their occupants seemingly about to burst forth in fury.

Saint-rank spirit beasts, so noble and proud, insulted by a mere human Spirit Master?!

The observing Spirit Masters on the surrounding mountains erupted in an uproar. What had gotten into the Sorrowful Saintess? Openly insulting the Wind Realm’s Four Guardians, a neutral force!

The Windchaser Emperor was clearly acting on behalf of the Shadowcandle Temple, using a flimsy excuse to exert pressure.

If she refused to comply, so be it. They couldn’t force her. They wouldn’t dare to disrupt the Overlord’s birthday celebration. But the Sorrowful Saintess, young and hot-headed, had insulted all four guardians. This wouldn’t end well…

The Windchaser Emperor, the Sleepless Sparrow, the Nether Bell Maiden, and the Six-Faced God. Although they had just awakened from a century of slumber, they weren’t opponents any ordinary Saint-rank Spirit Master could handle!!!

“Such insolence!!”

After a stunned silence, the Windchaser Emperor finally reacted, the wind around it swirling chaotically.

As one of the Four Guardians, besides being humiliated by the Tyrant Demon Seed during its rampage, when had it ever suffered such an insult?!

The massive, silver-gray, wind-formed giant, hundreds of meters tall, lashed out, its fist creating a swirling tornado that tore through the air, the spirit energy distorting wildly.

[Battle Technique – Storm Fist]

Facing the incoming silver shockwave, the blue-haired girl’s hair whipped wildly behind her, her eyes widening in fury.

At the same time, a massive scorpion, its body formed from shimmering jade, appeared before her, radiating an ethereal glow.

The Iron Jade Ice Scorpion!

Although its body was several times smaller, the scorpion’s swollen, green-scaled, right pincer, dragging on the ground, was far larger than the Windchaser Emperor’s outstretched arm.

[Battle Technique – Jade Shatter]
[Incomplete Saint-rank Hidden Scale Mountain Technique – Nether Stone]
[Lost Scroll – Steel Moon Chapter]

The jade carapace was covered in a layer of heavy silver armor, which, in turn, was covered in thick green scales.

All three enhancements were concentrated on its right pincer, making it grotesquely swollen and distorted.

As the two forces were about to collide, the ground in the Yin Tomb began to crack and crumble.

“Stop—” Before the Nether Bell Maiden, presiding over the duels, could intervene, a blinding light engulfed everything.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

Boom, boom!!!

A series of explosions, sending debris flying in all directions, a deafening roar, the world tearing apart.

Dust and debris swirled, the ground shaking, the air scorching hot.

The world turned upside down in an instant.

The observing Spirit Masters, their faces filled with fear, desperately used their spirit energy to shield themselves from the shockwave.

The Nether Bell Maiden’s already pale face turned even whiter, a dark scowl forming.

A minute later, as the dust settled, the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion was revealed, one of its arms missing, the massive pincer having exploded from the sheer force of the impact.

High above, the wind giant stood motionless, small fragments falling from its body.

The next second, with a crack—

An unbelievable sight.

Half of the Windchaser Emperor’s body suddenly shattered, dissipating like dust.

A massive chunk of its form, almost forty percent, was gone, blown away by a single punch!

As an elemental spirit beast, as long as its life core remained intact, it could recover, but the Windchaser Emperor stood frozen, as if stunned.

What had just happened? It had been suppressed by a high-rank spirit beast…?

The Sorrowful Saintess… she wasn’t human! She had forced the Windchaser Emperor to retreat with just a high-rank spirit beast!

Although both were high-rank, this scorpion could have instantly annihilated both the Wicked King of the Wind and the Wicked Halberd Beast!

As everyone stared in disbelief, a small, white rabbit with floppy ears unnoticed crawled from beneath Gong Lianyue’s skirt and peeked out from her collar.

“Poo, poo, poo”

Looking at the battered Windchaser Emperor, the little rabbit giggled, then ducked back into hiding.

Luo Kuxin had slipped it into Gong Lianyue’s skirt while she was distracted by the battle.

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Looking at the injured wind giant, Gong Lianyue breathed a sigh of relief and recalled the one-armed Iron Jade Ice Scorpion.

Even she hadn’t expected the scorpion’s full-powered attack to actually push back a Saint-rank. Unfortunately, such a powerful attack could only be used once. The scorpion couldn’t withstand the strain, a single devastating blow followed by a hasty retreat.

And having its pride wounded by a mere high-rank spirit beast, the Windchaser Emperor would surely be enraged, its attacks even more ferocious.

Now, things were about to get serious…

Whoosh~~~~~

The next second, snowflakes filled the air, a bone-chilling cold.

A wave of icy mist, a thousand meters wide, cold and clear, swept through the valley.

The area around the Sorrowful Saintess was instantly covered in snow, which then quickly melted, forming small streams.

Like a reflection in water, a cold, beautiful figure appeared, its beauty breathtaking.

Within the watery reflection, delicate, ice-blue nails, slender jade fingers, swirling threads of energy, and a wide, snow-white shroud adorned with ice flower patterns.

Most striking was her long, flowing white hair, cascading down to the ground, untouched by even a speck of dust.

Even the filth and bacteria on the ground, touched by her hair, would transform into the finest wine, to be savored.

Plink!

Like a drop of water sinking into the ocean, the Snow Woman in the watery reflection disappeared.

As she reached the bottom, the reflection merged with reality, forming a gateway to a dream.

Swish~~~

A chilling aura, freezing the very soul.

As everyone expected, a white-haired Snow Woman in a shroud-like robe slowly emerged from the water, her features as delicate as a painting.

A dream made real, eliciting excited screams from the onlookers.

Her aura, her entrance, far more impressive than before. This was because Gong Lianyue hadn’t skipped the “cutscene” this time.

The Frost Snow Woman, a Saint-rank spirit beast, revealed to the world!!!

Chapter 133: This Saintess is Out!

“I challenge the Phoenix Immortal Saintess of the Firefly Palace!!!!”

Under the watchful eyes of all, the Gray Shadow Mountain Saintess was the first to jump down, seizing the spotlight.

Challenging the current strongest Spirit Master in the Wind Realm… winning or losing wasn’t important. What mattered was her courage, a testament to her ambition!

Perhaps she would even be noticed by the Gray Citadel higher-ups, her path to greatness paved, marrying a rich and beautiful woman, contracting with a legendary Realm Overlord… The thought was exhilarating.

In the center of the Yin Tomb, on the battlefield littered with broken blades, a girl with short hair and fierce, upturned eyes glared at the Firefly Palace’s delegation.

Her aggressive, almost villainous appearance did lend her a certain intimidating aura, piquing the interest of some.

The Firefly Palace, however, remained silent, unresponsive.

The Phoenix Immortal Saintess was nowhere to be seen.

“What’s going on?”

“Is the Phoenix Immortal Saintess not coming out?”

“It seems she hasn’t accepted the challenge…”

“Does she think a Spirit Master from a subsidiary force isn’t worthy of challenging her?”

Hearing the puzzled murmurs from the surrounding factions, the Gray Shadow Mountain Saintess’s face darkened.

How could this be? The Phoenix Immortal Saintess had refused her challenge?

She had heard that the Phoenix Immortal Saintess’s power was unmatched, the acknowledged strongest Dead Sea Stage Spirit Master in the Storm Realm.

And now this? Was this the demeanor of the strongest?

The Phoenix Immortal Saintess’s refusal was completely unexpected, throwing her carefully crafted plan into disarray.

“Tch!” Clicking her tongue in annoyance, the short-haired girl turned to the silent Nether Bell Maiden.

“Guardian, what should I do?”

The beautiful, pale ghost woman in her shroud-like robe looked down at the ground, her vacant eyes betraying no emotion, as if lost in thought.

During the Overlord’s birthday celebration, victory, defeat, strength, weakness, even personality, were irrelevant.

Not the result, not the process, only the legendary being’s whim mattered.

[Choose another opponent, or return and wait.]

A few seconds later, receiving the message in her mind, the Gray Shadow Mountain Saintess frowned.

She scanned the surrounding factions, then turned sharply towards the Ten Citadels area.

Shui Qingyue! That girl was flirting with her maid right there, as if she didn’t even exist!

“I challenge Shui Qingyue of Gray Shadow Mountain!”

The moment she spoke, the Saintess of the Shadowcandle Temple’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Meanwhile, Gong Lianyue, suddenly the center of attention, felt a sense of bewildered annoyance.

She hadn’t even revealed her identity, yet some petty, insignificant drama had attracted unwanted attention.

“What should we do? Do you have a wind-type spirit beast you can use?” Luo Kuxin whispered.

“No…”

The Ice Spirit, the Water Element Commander, the Frost Snow Woman, the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion… none of them could be revealed in the Wind Realm.

The only one she could disguise, the little fox, was currently being… modified… in the Frost Snow Woman’s Ice Coffin.

Therefore, facing the Gray Shadow Mountain Saintess’s challenge, Gong Lianyue decided to play dead. This Saintess was out!

She simply stared at her opponent, refusing to enter the arena, an infuriating display of nonchalance.

You’re fighting outside, I’m playing with your maid.

You want to fight me, I’ll continue playing with your maid.

“…”
“…”

“Enough! Stop wasting time! I’ll be your opponent!”

As the tense atmosphere reached its peak, a sharp voice called out from the Shadowcandle Temple’s delegation.

A woman with purple pigtails and a curvaceous figure, wearing a black robe adorned with a sinister, shadowy candle flame pattern, descended from the mountain peak.

The Gloomy Saintess of the Shadowcandle Temple!

Her name was infamous throughout the Wind Realm. Her appearance elicited a chorus of laughter.

So this was the Swallow God’s “granddaughter,” the one who had been beaten so badly she had to beg for mercy?

Gong Lianyue’s expression turned strange. She realized this Gloomy Saintess was the one who had been staring at her from the Shadowcandle Temple. Even now, she kept glancing in her direction.

Wait, was she actually looking at Luo Kuxin?

After all, Luo Kuxin had captured one of her clones. She must have memorized every detail of her body, every mole and birthmark.

Perhaps she was wondering why there was an even more… alluring clone here and wanted to… acquire it.

Realizing this, Gong Lianyue relaxed, her anxiety fading.

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“I can’t believe the Gloomy Saintess has stooped to defeating a Spirit Master from a subsidiary force just to save face.”

“Not necessarily. Maybe she just wants the chance to challenge the Sorrowful Saintess.”

“Heh, with the Swallow God gone, who’s she going to take revenge on?”

Having been mocked for years, the Gloomy Saintess was used to it. She ignored the laughter, her expression unchanged.

Entering the arena, she breathed a sigh of relief and glanced disdainfully at the nervous, short-haired girl from Gray Shadow Mountain.

That had been close. She had almost been tricked by that little performance.

Although she wasn’t a match for the Swallow God, dealing with this trash from a subsidiary force shouldn’t be a problem.

Boom!

A sinister gust of wind erupted from behind her.

The swirling black mist gradually formed a dark, humanoid figure, radiating a despairing aura.

Standing in the center of the arena, the black elemental figure, covered in blades and sharp weapons, its dark skin oozing a foul-smelling foam.

[High-rank – Wicked King of the Wind]

Facing the ferocious Wicked King of the Wind, the Gray Shadow Mountain Saintess gulped nervously and summoned her main spirit beast.

Thick, viscous mud emerged from the ground, rising and expanding, forming a massive, muscular beast.

The foul-smelling mud beast, its hundred-meter-tall body like a skyscraper, swung its bloody halberd with incredible force, its aura ferocious.

[High-rank – Wicked Halberd Beast]

Both Dead Sea Stage, high-rank spirit beasts, their clashing auras creating a violent turbulence in the air.

Evenly matched!

The first battle of the Overlord’s birthday celebration officially began!

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Chapter 134: I Challenge the Sorrowful Saintess of the Sea Concubine Palace, Gong Lianyue!!

The Wicked King of the Wind versus the Wicked Halberd Beast?

Watching the two high-rank spirit beasts clash, their auras terrifying, the members of the Wind Realm factions watched with serious expressions.

In terms of aura and rank, they were evenly matched, but many factors could influence the outcome of a battle: combat experience, battle technique proficiency, random talents, and changes in the environment.

Most favored the Gloomy Saintess of the Shadowcandle Temple. After all, she was a Saintess of one of the nine major powers. Losing to the Swallow God was one thing, but losing to a subsidiary force would be unacceptable.

Meanwhile, trapped within the Wicked Halberd Beast, its body encased in mud, the short-haired girl seethed with anger.

Her attempt to ride the Phoenix Immortal Saintess’s popularity had failed, her plan to get revenge on Shui Qingyue thwarted, and now she was stuck facing a laughingstock of the Wind Realm.

Victory would bring no glory, defeat even more ridicule.

This Gloomy Saintess was a complete idiot, picking a fight with a subsidiary force.

Now she was trapped, this battle pointless.

“Roar!!!”

Sensing its master’s frustration, the Wicked Halberd Beast roared and charged, initiating the attack.

Its massive, hundred-meter-tall body swung its bloody halberd, creating a violent gust of wind that tore through the air, slashing towards the black elemental figure.

Boom!!!!

A deafening sonic boom, and the ground beneath the Gloomy Saintess’s spirit beast collapsed, forming a massive crater.

The giant halberd was an extension of the Wicked Halberd Beast’s body, its flesh pulsing visibly, the beast wielding the thousand-ton weapon with ease.

Such destructive power brought a smug smile to the Gray Shadow Mountain Saintess’s face.

It seemed the Wicked Halberd Beast could even hold its own against a Saintess from one of the nine major powers. If it crushed the Gloomy Saintess, perhaps the Phoenix Immortal Saintess would finally accept her challenge.

Whoosh~!

The next second, the dust was swept away by a gust of wind, revealing the black figure within.

The Wicked King of the Wind, its body protected by a swirling barrier of wind blades, was unharmed.

The expressions of the watching Spirit Masters turned to shock, even the high-ranking officials observing from the clouds gasping in surprise.

“This is…”

“A support battle technique!!!”

“The Gloomy Saintess’s support spirit beast has activated its technique!!!”

An unexpected development. The Gloomy Saintess wasn’t as weak as the rumors suggested. She had actually mastered a support battle technique!

The barrier protecting the Wicked King of the Wind wasn’t its own, but a technique cast by another spirit beast within the Gloomy Saintess’s soul core.

This required an incredible level of synergy and intimacy between the Spirit Master and their spirit beast, a perfect understanding of each other’s soul core structure, spiritual will, and spirit energy flow, even their physical forms. Usually, only a companion spirit beast could achieve this!

“Her hidden spirit beast must be the Whispering Wind. A mere mid-rank. Nothing to worry about!”

The Gray Shadow Mountain Saintess’s face darkened as she ordered the Wicked Halberd Beast to attack again.

However, before the beast could even move, it was trapped by a swirling ring of wind, immobilized.

At the same time, the Wicked King of the Wind clasped its hands together in the typical elemental spirit beast prayer pose.

[Battle Technique – Wind Fang Kiss]

Swish!

A massive, black crescent moon blade appeared before the black elemental figure, expanding to fill the entire arena, then aimed at the trapped Wicked Halberd Beast.

The terrifying blade loomed larger and larger in the Gray Shadow Mountain Saintess’s eyes, her cute face twisting into a demonic grimace.

This was a 2v1!!!

No, more like a 1.5v1. After all, a battle technique cast from within a Spirit Master’s soul core was significantly weaker.

Normally, a mid-rank spirit beast’s technique wouldn’t affect a high-rank one, but this Wicked Halberd Beast only had one battle technique, the basic technique to manifest its halberd…

If it had an active, offensive technique, it wouldn’t be in this predicament.

Gong Lianyue shook her head, slightly disgusted by this pathetic display.

Swish!

The black wind blade flashed, and half of the Wicked Halberd Beast’s body slid off, blood and mud splattering everywhere.

The battle ended, the unconscious, short-haired girl carried away.

Silence filled the Yin Tomb. What they had expected to be a comical farce had become the Gloomy Saintess’s redemption battle.

She had actually mastered a support battle technique. Now, even high-ranking Spirit Masters would have to be wary of her.

[Congratulations on winning your first battle. Please choose your next opponent.]

The Nether Bell Maiden’s expression remained cold, though her tone was slightly more animated.

Hearing the ethereal voice in her mind, the Gloomy Saintess exhaled deeply.

The right to challenge… was finally hers.

She calmly consumed a Wind Spirit Pill, restoring her spirit energy, then turned towards the Ten Citadels.

“I challenge Shui Qingyue of Gray Shadow Mountain!!!”

“Huh?!?”

Silence.

Shui Qingyue again? Were these people crazy? Were they being paid to promote her?

And who was this Shui Qingyue anyway? Wasn’t the Saintess of Gray Shadow Mountain the Bone Saintess?

Yes, they were crazy.

Gong Lianyue was speechless. She had simply been seen with that… seductive maid. Was that really a reason to be challenged repeatedly?

So this was the legendary “femme fatale,” the beauty that toppled nations?

She might as well just strip Luo Kuxin naked and throw her to the crowd. That way, everyone could enjoy her.

The awkward silence stretched for a full minute, Gong Lianyue and the Gloomy Saintess staring at each other, just like her previous standoff with the Gray Shadow Mountain Saintess.

Heh, I’m not scared, but I’m not fighting either. What are you going to do about it? You can’t touch me!

[Gloomy Saintess, choose another opponent.]

The Nether Bell Maiden’s voice echoed in her mind.

However, the Gloomy Saintess simply smiled, her expression turning sinister.

“Fine, let me rephrase that.”

“I challenge Gong Lianyue, the Sorrowful Saintess of the Sea Concubine Palace!!”

“！！！！！！！！!”

“？？？？？？？？？？”

As the Gloomy Saintess’s words echoed, a shocked silence fell upon the entire Yin Tomb, even the shadowy figures on the four thrones stirring.

The silver-haired girl’s smile vanished, her expression shifting from smug amusement to shock and panic, then back to a calm composure in an instant.

Ah, her identity had been exposed…