Chapter 1167: Her Dao

Yin energy erupted from the crack and turned into images of hell. These were all parts of Governess dao.

Condense! The two souls in her eyes seemingly came back to life. They reached forward and fixed the skull.

Dao chains twisted together to form a fiery skull. Those with keen vision would see that the skull was made from countless bones patched together. Each section depicted a different grotesque picture capable of killing a pseudo-saint.

Raa! Governess roared and spewed out a tsunami of laws, turning space into a gigantic maelstrom.

It surrounded Shui Yueting and attempted to crush her, forcing her to react.

A jade-like barrier appeared around her and her eyes glowed brightly. An ethereal ocean appeared before her with a colossal statue in the center.

Rumble! The power of the dao gathered toward the statue, causing her ocean to become even more resplendent.

Divine Dao of Destruction. She chanted an immemorial spell.

The statue erupted and repelled the maelstrom. She swung her sword repeatedly, splitting the maelstrom to pieces.

Meanwhile, a burning meteor came for her, forcing her to parry it with her sword energy.

This was Immortal Refiner - the impact caused a devastating explosion with fiery sparks splashing everywhere in a beautiful manner.

Immortal Refiner didnt stop and managed to burn part of her dress. Energy automatically left her body and fixed the dress.

Immortal Refiner returned, still as destructive as before. She controlled her sword to stop it without needing to move.

Aquamoon Deity, you will not survive today for you do not have a saint artifact. Shaman Crows true form couldnt be seen due to its solar radiance. Its temperature burned all spirit treasures beneath the saint level.

Immortal Refiner was rumored to be a stone from the immortal world. It had a dao exceeding the limit of the saints within. Only Shaman Crow could use it to the extreme, even far better than Long Jie.

Boom! Her sword started cracking after another direct hit.

Those who are confident in their ability need not saint artifacts. She said calmly.

Nonsense! If saints do not need artifacts to become stronger, then why did so many spend their whole lives just to create one? Shaman Crow disagreed.n(-/-/.(/-())I((n

Because they will stop at the saint realm. She responded.

You are conceited, even the grand saints during Time Immemorial refined their own saint artifact, meaning that they need external help to reach the highest combat prowess.

And that is because they know they will stop at the grand saint level, unable to reach the immortal realm.

Hahah, no one has become immortal before, grand saint is the highest realm. The immortal world is just a false rumor. Shaman Crow said.

Cultivation is going against the heaven to reach immortality. If the heart does not believe in it, how can you ever reach this realm? Immortality is the goal, not the grand saint realm. Your trust in the dao is too weak, so this is your limit and since you have reached your limit, your life no longer has meaning. Let me send you to hell so you can start over again in the next life.

You will be the one who has to start over, your dao has twisted toward the wrong path! Shaman Crow opened his mouth and spewed out red lightning bolts in the form of dragons.

The damage caused black holes to appear around Shui Yueting. Her sword crumbled completely and turned into mist.

My dao is the dao of the heart as well as the dao of the sword. One primary, the other secondary. If the heart is enlightened, all things can become swords and saint artifacts. She raised her hand and created another cosmic sword.

One sword, one world! She slashed and created a world of sword energy.

This world contained everything - mountains, water, flowers, mist, birds and animals, clouds, a sun and a moon...

Boom! The world continued to expand in all directions, continuously turning into reality.

No wonder Long Jie is dead, she is at this level now Shaman Crow and Governess Sovereign were alarmed while being trapped in her sword intent.

Corpse Citadel. She recalled her city and tried to break this world.

Immortal Refiner. Shaman Crow did the same, shooting countless beams with it.

Obliteration Slash! Shui Yueting cut down the citadel and the colossal governess.

The remnant pieces of the skeleton were trapped in her world and were being reduced to dust.

My will cannot be destroyed, rebirth! The dust pieces gathered into her original form, wanting to flee.

It shall be today. Shui Yueting delivered a palm strike, destroying her opponents remnant souls and will. What was left of the governess was then taken down by her sword world.

Shaman Crow witnessed this and couldnt believe her cultivation after just ten thousand years.

Defeating a saint and killing a saint were two entirely different concepts. Her cultivation was on a different level.

I see, this was all a trap. There was no mental tribulation and the artifact wasnt stolen either. You purposely baited us. He said.

Hidden tumors such as yourselves must be eliminated before the Myriad Race Conference. You all wouldnt have shown up without a perfect opportunity.

But you were confident in killing all of us? Shaman Crow turned back into a humanoid form - an old man wearing a golden robe with a fierce expression.

I had no other choice. If I didnt lure all of you out, your schemes and provocations could have led to a massive war and the human race would be the first to suffer. The spirit vessels have appeared again and the great calamity draws near. West Bull cannot withstand further depletion from your wanton acts. She calmly explained.

Your kind does not belong to this world and should have perished in the final battles of Time Immemorial. However, your ancestors survived and lurked in the darkness until now, causing numerous disasters and extinctions. Im sure the human race is your target for the conference this time. She said.

Long Jie and the others were descendants of the unknown invaders. They somehow survived and hid among the other races. They co-existed and hid their true characteristics. As time passed, it became difficult to distinguish them from the native inhabitants.

Some among them continued to grow stronger; a few actually reached the saint level.