The shadow of the demon let out a long howl, shaking the black fog into manifestation of a ghostly asura with white arms wrapped in red patterns and black lines, forming a sky-obscuring demonic claw that slammed down with a boom.
Boom ————
As the demonic claw fell from the sky, it rubbed against the air, stirring up intense red light and raising an enormous wave of energy that surged from all directions.
The heatwaves twisted and rose, and at first glance, the force was strong enough to shake space itself.
Su Ling's body staggered, and under the immense pressure, her figure wavered as if on the verge of falling from the sky. Though she didn't want to admit it, she had just freed herself from the torment of the Demonic Intention and after a life-threateningly oblivious battle, she indeed felt weak in her knees and drained in spirit.
At her peak, she was still no match, let alone now that she was completely exhausted. She should have made her escape swiftly.
