Because the location of Hellfire was too special, it was between the two realms of Yin and Yang.
Although a pericelestial and above had to pay a huge price to come out, they could hide from the heavens for a short period of time and not be restricted by the shackles of heaven and earth, completely unleashing the power of a true pericelestial.
Although Ding Ning was monstrous enough to make people jealous, she did not think that he could fight against a true pericelestial. Moreover, her master was not an ordinary pericelestial.
Yue Tailai's expression did not change, but he dawdled and lagged behind. In his heart, he had already secretly planned to retreat and was prepared to run away at any time.
As the person who opened the door, he naturally knew that the mortal world was restricted by the shackles of heaven and earth. He was not like the group of foreign devils who were infatuated with the middle-aged woman of unknown origin.
So what if she was a pericelestial? With the shackles of heaven and earth, it was impossible to unleash the true power of a God level expert.
As for Ding Ning, as an almost invincible existence among the Demigods, a pericelestial would not have an easy time against him if they were unable to use power beyond the Demigod level.
He definitely had to take revenge for the young master, but the person who opened the door had obviously underestimated Ding Ning's power. A Demigod was actually safe and sound under the siege of twelve experts of the same realm, and had only used two moves to finish the battle.
With this kind of power, not to mention the Demigods who opened the door, even in the Eight Great Mysterious Sects, it was definitely an existence that was rare.
According to his estimation, even if Ding Ning was not a peerless Demigod, he had at least one foot in the door of a peerless Demigod. He knew that he had no chance of winning against such an invincible existence in the same realm.
Now, it all depended on the ability of the middle-aged woman who was the center of attention. It would be best if she could kill Ding Ning, but if the situation was not good, he would run away immediately.
Yue Tailai's mind kept spinning rapidly, calculating his escape route, but he did not care about Hobbit, who was not even an ant in his eyes. Not only did he not follow behind them, but he also quietly slipped into the darkness.
The middle-aged woman's speed seemed to be very slow, but in the blink of an eye, she arrived at the place shrouded in thick fog. She bent her index finger slightly and lightly flicked, and a spark shot into the thick fog.
A miraculous scene appeared. The thick white fog was ignited by the spark like gasoline, and in the blink of an eye, a monstrous fire burned.
"Eh?"
Ding Ning casually walked out of the raging fire with his hands clasped behind his back. He looked at the middle-aged woman with some surprise. He did not expect that this woman could directly burn the Formation Stone with Hellfire and break his maze. She did have some skills.
"You … are not bad. Kneel down and worship me as your master, and I will give you a glorious future."
The middle-aged woman's face was as calm as an ancient well, as if it was a matter of course.
"Sir, you can't …"
Amelman and Jim's expressions changed drastically when they heard this, and they shouted anxiously.
What a joke. The Supers Alliance had already gotten involved in this, sending twelve elites to surround and kill this Eastern kid. Although they had failed, the grudge had already been formed. If Ding Ning really became the disciple of this mysterious woman, she would definitely not let them go.
Yue Tai Lai, who was following at the back, had an ugly expression as if he had eaten sh * t. He cursed in his heart that these barbarians were indeed unreliable. They even wanted to join hands to eradicate that brat. Now, it was obvious that they were going to change sides at the last minute. He quietly took a step back and was already prepared to run away at any time.
"Humph! Noisy! "
The middle-aged woman only frowned. She only snorted coldly, and Amelman and Jim felt as if their hearts had been hit by a heavy hammer. They covered their chests in pain, and their eyes were full of horror.
Debra's face was filled with joy. She did not expect that her teacher, who had always been strict and inflexible, would suddenly appreciate talent.
She hurriedly said to Ding Ning, "Quickly kneel down and worship me as your master."
Ding Ning's expression suddenly became strange. Where did a mere Pericelestial get the courage to ask him to kneel down and worship him as his master? What the f * ck.
"I know you're unconvinced, but let me tell you, the so-called Martial Dao of the entire Three Realms is nothing but a joke in my eyes. You're a pretty good seedling in the Three Realms, but in the plane I'm from, you're nothing more than a slightly stronger ant."
The middle-aged woman held her hands behind her back, like a divine dragon soaring in the Nine Heavens looking down at the ants on the ground, and said arrogantly and coldly.
However, she did not say this in front of everyone. Instead, she said it to Ding Ning telepathically.
Ding Ning's eyes flashed, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. This woman was obviously from the Hellfire. An Xi once said that these people's origins were unknown, and even the Nether King Hades was not willing to provoke them.
Now, it seemed that these people were indeed not simple. They were not natives of the Three Realms, but came from a higher plane. No wonder this woman spoke so confidently.
However, so what if they came from a higher plane?
People on Earth were bound by the shackles of the Human Realm. Moreover, he was an Ultimate Demigod, and he had an immortal body. If he used all his skills, he could even fight a Divine Transformation expert, let alone a mere Pericelestial.
Thinking of this, Ding Ning sneered and said, "I really don't know where you get the courage. A mere Pericelestial dares to ask me to worship you as my master. You … are not qualified."
Debra sighed regretfully, and secretly scolded Ding Ning for not knowing what was good for him. After all, she only felt that Ding Ning was talented, and it would be a pity for him to die like this. There was no friendship to speak of. Now that her master had given him a way to live, he refused to take it, and wanted to die by himself. Since that was the case, she did not bother to speak up for him in front of her master.
"Stubborn. Since you want to die by yourself, I will fulfill your wish."
The middle-aged woman was extremely domineering. Seeing that Ding Ning did not buy her words, she immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation. She snorted coldly, and a shapeless divine sense blade rushed towards Ding Ning's forehead.
"What a vicious woman."
If it was a normal person, they might not be able to discover this vicious attack, but Ding Ning, who had the divine sense, knew her every move like the back of his hand. After cursing, he moved his mind, and instantly condensed a divine sense shield in front of his forehead.
With a clang, the originally shapeless and shapeless divine senses collided with each other, but when they collided, the sound of gold and iron colliding was heard, and both sides canceled out.
For the first time, the middle-aged woman's expression changed, and she could no longer maintain her previous calmness. She stared at Ding Ning in shock, and her eyes glowed green like those of a wolf, making Ding Ning feel a chill in his heart. He secretly muttered, "This old woman who has lived for god knows how many years has taken a fancy to me, right?"
Well, although the middle-aged woman could not be considered ugly, she was definitely not beautiful. If she did not have the confidence and unique temperament of a god-level expert, if she was thrown on the street, she would be no different from a middle-aged woman buying vegetables in a vegetable market.
Although Brother Little Ning was very lustful, his taste was not so strong that he would be interested in this kind of aunt who had neither a figure nor a face. If it were a great beauty like Debra, he might have tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex.
"There is an old saying in Anping that it is impolite not to reciprocate. Take this move of mine."
Ding Ning was annoyed by this woman's insidiousness. After a long laugh, he moved his mind, and a huge Divine Sense came out of his body, instantly condensing into thousands of Divine Sense Long Sabers. Like a torrent of sabers, they swept toward the middle-aged woman's glabella.
"Thousand Layer Snow."
The middle-aged woman's expression changed, but she was worthy of being a powerhouse from a high-level plane. Although she was startled, she didn't panic. She let out a soft shout, and in the blink of an eye, layers upon layers of materialized snow mountains condensed in front of her.
What was even more peculiar was that
The snowy mountain emitted a bone-piercing chill, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by dozens of degrees in an instant, making people feel as if they were in a world of ice and snow.
Ding Ning's eyes flickered, and he felt very excited. As expected of someone from a high-level plane, this woman really had some skills. She actually knew how to use soul power.
That's right, divine sense didn't have any elemental attributes. Only soul power had an elemental attribute. This middle-aged woman's elemental attribute should be ice, which was why the defensive soul technique she condensed emitted an ice-cold aura.
Debra, who was watching from the side, was in a state of shock. She opened her cherry lips in astonishment, revealing a mouthful of neat, snow-white teeth. She actually looked a little silly and cute.
She couldn't be blamed for being shocked. She originally thought that her master could easily destroy Ding Ning's sea of consciousness. She didn't expect that not only would Ding Ning easily break through it, but he even had the strength to counterattack, forcing her master to use the defensive soul technique — Thousand Layer Snow.
She also knew Thousand Layer Snow, but there was a world of difference between her and her master's attainments. At most, she could only condense one snowy mountain. How could she be like her master, who could condense thousands of seemingly substantial snowy mountains?
"Interesting. Watch my Thousand Layer Waves."
Ding Ning laughed softly, indicating that he didn't feel any pressure. When the violent torrent of sabers was about to hit the layers of snowy mountains, his divine sense suddenly changed. The materialized long divine sense sabers suddenly started to become illusory and merged, turning into a huge wave that crazily hit the towering snowy mountains.
Whoosh!
The divine sense waves were like raging waves beating against the shore, carrying the power of mountains and seas. Wave after wave, wave after wave, unceasingly hit the layers of snowy mountains.
"Ugh!"
The middle-aged woman let out a muffled groan, and her expression became extremely ugly. Her soul defense technique, which she had always been proud of, was actually at a disadvantage in this clash of divine senses. Snowy mountains of soul power continuously crumbled under the impact of the waves, forcing her to desperately pour out her soul power and condense more snowy mountains to resist the impact of the waves.
As the saying went, dripping water could pierce through stone. Water was the most gentle of the various elemental attributes, and water attribute cultivators also seemed to be the weakest. They lacked instantaneous explosive power and powerful battle techniques. The only thing worth mentioning was that the water attribute had a lot of aftereffects, and they could kill any expert of the same level in a battle of attrition.
But Ding Ning was not just a water attribute martial artist, he had also deduced a tsunami-like spiritual sense attack, completely making up for the weakness of the water attribute Battle Skills' lack of attack power.
He really wouldn't die if he didn't ask for it. With her pericelestial strength, she could completely crush her opponent head-on, but she just had to be out of her mind, wanting to use her tremendous divine sense to crush her opponent easily to show off her demeanor as a pericelestial expert.
However, she had never thought that Ding Ning would be so monstrous. At such a young age, he already possessed such a powerful and condensed divine sense that was on par with hers. He had forced her to use her life-saving trump card, but she was still unable to gain the upper hand.
When she thought of this, she felt as disgusted as if she had swallowed a fly. Her intestines were about to turn green with regret.
What could she do? Right now, she was already in a difficult position. Even if her soul was injured, she could only hold on.
After all, with Ding Ning's age, even if he had a fortuitous encounter that allowed his divine sense to become extremely condensed, she was confident that in terms of the quantity of his divine sense, he would definitely not be able to compare to her. She would be able to exhaust him to death.
Unfortunately, this was only her wishful thinking. If she knew that Ding Ning's sea of consciousness was like a surging river, and that he had only used up a dozen or so drops of divine sense liquid, she would probably know how foolish it was to compete with him in terms of exhaustion.
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