Qi surged toward her as though answering a silent summons. Rings of gold and white light formed around her slender figure, revolving slowly, smoothly—like celestial orbits governed by immutable law. Each rotation sent ripples through reality itself, bending light, suppressing sound, and forcing the battlefield into reluctant stillness.
This was not mere cultivation.
This was divine will brushing against the mortal world.
Arkos felt it instantly.
The moment he recognized that influence—pure, unmistakable divinity—his fury didn't cool.
It exploded.
"DIVINE BITCH—!"
With a thunderous roar, he lunged.
Lightning cracked as his massive form vanished and reappeared directly before her. His colossal fists, encased in condensed obsidian demonic energy, slammed downward with annihilating force.
The sky screamed.
