Roar!
A flying creature flashed by, and Li Qianxia saw it make a gulping motion. When it turned back, the Tiger Demon was left with nothing on its body.
A fire dragon plummeted from the sky, exploding amidst the Shangqing Palace's troops. In the aftershocks, Li Qianxia caught sight of a hazy blood mist.
A surviving Daoist flew past her, his protective Dharma Treasure shattering mid-flight.
Li Qianxia yanked the control stick, ascending rapidly and soaring over a mountain-like Immortal of Colossal Spirit's shoulder. Past this mountain was a vortex of lightning, flames, and gale.
"Ah!" A tragic scream.
A heavenly light pillar surged, it was an array.
Within the array, figures of humans and demons alike turned into specks of starlight, both form and spirit utterly extinguished.
This was the battlefield of cultivators!
Li Qianxia lay on the body of the mecha, she had not taken any action, yet she was panting as if she had just endured a great battle.
