Because at the moment of contact, the Domain she was enveloped in had already annihilated all the Corpse Fluid, not a trace was left.
With her hand as a blade, Xia Zhu slashed at the fearsome eyes split open in the void, each fierce strike spurting thick Corpse Fluid, leaving shocking burns in the darkness.
She moved forward unstoppably, her steps not fast but like a giant dragon in a furious assault, almost overturning the world with the dragon chants that came through the wind.
It was a God-like momentum, God-like indifference, God-like killing intent.