The unique Heavenly Sword flew across the sky, headed towards Donovan and his mother, before viciously slashing down.
Boom!
Ten thousand sword manes smashed down, and the ground cracked open. The field behind Plenilune Sect was directly split into a canyon. It was so powerful that Donovan and his mother were also submerged in it. However, there was no violent resistance as imagined, as if they were a pair of mortals who had long since perished wider a single sword.
However, this really should not be.
Just a moment ago, that woman was unbeatable, as if she was the mother of the three thousand worlds.
The fierceness of that slash coming in was also not in line with the current situation. By the time the dust in the sky fell, the mother and son were completely out of sight.
Did they rim away?
At this time, a voice surprisingly called out amid the coldness of the woman.
“Xavion Sword?”
“I never thought that this legendary Sword of Heaven would appear here.”
“Human brats. You have successfully angered me. Enjoy your last life. Within three days, I will come to take your head, and collect the Xavion Sword.”
The voice came from high in the sky, but no one was visible.
After the words were spoken, five divine colors flashed in the sky with a human figure in the middle. Quickly, it disappeared. If one did not look carefully, one could not see the difference.
They ran away!
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, “This woman with such a big mouth really thinks she is the Western Queen. How annoying.”
The moment she said that, something unexpected happened.
The woman’s voice could be heard again. “Very well. A small human ant like you dares talk about me behind my back. After three days, I’ll kill you too.”
Alex didn’t expect Donovan’s mother to be of such grandiose origins. A massive peacock demon she certainly was. On the other hand, Donovan was half-human half-demon, or a demon-human in short.
“Mystic Maiden, I am now under you. You will not see me die without saving me, right? You are the Mystic Maiden who can easily kill the Yadav Akaaran Buddha. Super goddess, if this little brother is killed, your reputation won’t look good, will it?”
”You are not a little brother, but a little slave.” The Mystic Maiden corrected him.
Alex cursed in his heart for a while.
Finally, while clenching his teeth, he goaded, “Well, I am the little slave. Now the little slave is in trouble, does my white lotus-like female master have any advice?”
When the Mystic Maiden heard Alex complimenting her as a white lotus flower, she was overjoyed. “Okay, since you are so good at talking, I will give you guidance. One word, run!”
“And?”
“Nothing else. Run until she can’t catch up with you.”
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