"Qingcang."
Above the Nine Heavens, a rainbow formed steps, and a figure dressed in a godly robe descended step by step.
Genderless, they were a divine, their face enshrouded in divine light, inscrutable.
With a single stroke of Qingcang's hand across the sky, a palm large enough to blot out the sun extended, as Jianmu in the form of a Human Immortal's dharma form also summoned a gigantic hand to meet it.
The former was a palm, and the latter a fist.
The palm seized the fist and immediately crushed it, making Jianmu's embodiment seem like a mere show in front of Qingcang, but for her, who was not adept at fighting with magic, Qingcang's skill already represented the pinnacle of power.
Jianmu launched another move, the only way to counter the might of Qingcang's strike.
The beings hidden within the Devil Clouds cast their wary gaze around them.
"Imitating humans, you've only learned the surface, the act of a novice showing off in front of an expert."
