Obviously, she did.0

With her own cultivation at the third layer of the Profound Mysteries, her abilities worthy of being on the Ranking of Heaven, she was among the apex of martial artists, being among the most powerful and legendary figures. Her power was incomprehensible to ordinary martial artists.0

A single one of her strikes from beneath the ground could shatter the heavens above. No mountain, no stone could stand against the power of her sword.0

The sword light cleaved through giant stones, and Yue Hongling emerged above the burial ground. Suspended in midair, she looked down at the scene of upheaval below. Her eyes were icy, her grip on her sword tightening.0

The tremors below were not caused by the collapse of the tomb but by the Black Hmong King himself. Step by step, he ascended, and each of his steps sent tremors through the earth. Massive boulders fell upon him, only to disintegrate into dust upon impact, unable to leave even the slightest mark.0

While Yue Hongling relied on her sword, the Black Hmong King needed only his monstrous body. The half-cleaved head he bore from his past death now only added to his horrific presence, sending chills down the spine of anyone who looked upon him.0

Based on her experience with Maitreya and his warrior monks turned corpse demons, Yue Hongling knew what she was dealing with. The corpse’s steel skin was impervious...0