"Four Symbols Heavenly Sun—Vermilion Bird Possession!"
In the blink of an eye, a towering inferno erupted around Su Min. Brilliant crimson wings unfurled, and scorching winds swept across the plains.
"So this is her true power? Just touching those flames could leave us half-dead..."
The four cultivators who had once frequently sparred with Su Min turned pale. Since reaching the Qi Refining stage, she was the only one qualified to instruct them. But never—not once—had she shown her full strength.
Now, the difference was clear. Terrifyingly clear.
Even though Su Min hadn't fought them with her all back then, it wasn't as if she'd used nothing. It was just that the Tiger Soul possession's effects were subtle, hard for them to detect. They hadn't realized how far the gap had already grown.
Boom!!!
The next instant, the firestorm detonated among the enemy ranks. Soldiers caught within were instantly swallowed by the blaze. This was the terrifying force Su Min could unleash now that she stood at the peak of Qi Refining.
This time, she didn't waste words. Before, she'd allowed them a chance to merge, to fight her with their full strength. But now—with all escape routes severed—there was nothing left to say.
"Damn it...!"
Even the seasoned Flame and Earth Elders felt their hearts tremble. If the two of them were in peak condition, they might not fear Su Min. But clashing head-on with her now was courting death.. But now?
—Crippled legs (shared fusion injury)
—Vermilion Bird's Flames (corroding their organs)
—Zero room for error
Escape? Even more impossible. The only reason they could still move was by forcefully channeling spiritual energy into their legs. But against a foe who could fly, there was no running.
Clang.
The two forces collided again.
With the old men now fused into one and having stepped into the Foundation Establishment stage, they could finally breach Su Min's defenses and land a proper blow. Yet, despite the dozens of clashes in midair, despair only grew in their hearts.
And Su Min fought with eerie precision. She knew their habits, their techniques... Even the brief delay during their fusion technique—she seized that precise instant to strike as if she'd studied their every weakness.
"Who the hell are you?!"
With one final collision, Su Min drove them into the ground like meteors. Gasping for breath, the two old monsters shouted, panic rising in their voices.
"A passing Kamen Rider."
"...What?"
Their confusion barely had time to settle before Su Min blurred into motion, appearing directly in front of them.
"DIE!!!"
They both cried out in unison, hurriedly raising a massive earth-shield artifact. But at that exact moment—
ROAR!!!!
A deafening beast-like roar exploded in their ears, shattering their focus.
"You—you actually have a mid-grade Yellow-rank spiritual weapon, you—"
Before he could finish the sentence, a gourd slammed into his face.
In the blink of an eye—
BOOM!!!
A thunderous roar echoed across the battlefield as a blinding black flash surged out. The devastating lightning bolt swallowed the two men whole and then surged forward, cleaving the battlefield in two.
Tens of thousands stood frozen.
Even atop Yongzhou's fortress wall, the troops and the prince himself stood slack-jawed.
"She split the entire battlefield... with one strike? How?!"
Demon-Slaying Thunder.
After consuming the monster's essence inside the gourd, it had been building up a terrifying amount of energy. Combined with Su Min's current cultivation, its release was apocalyptic—silencing the war itself. As for the Flame and Earth Elders, they were completely erased.
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Even Su Min was stunned by the sheer destructive force. But thinking back, it made sense—last time she'd used it to kill that giant seashell demon. Now, with two late-stage Qi Refining beast corpses inside the gourd, its power had multiplied dramatically.
"Looks like even if I hadn't softened them up beforehand... even at their peak, one Demon-Slaying Thunder would've left them half-dead."
Foundation Establishment cultivators were no joke, and Su Min had been wary of a desperate self-detonation. So she seized the opportunity and struck. The only downside?
There wasn't even a corpse left.
"Good thing the spiritual artifacts survived. Two late-stage Qi Refiners—what a boost."
Muttering to herself, she waved a hand and summoned the two artifacts back to her. Unlucky for them: the earth-type artifact couldn't withstand her sword, and the fire-type weapon was useless against her.
With her Golden Bell Barrier, enchanted armor, and the Nanming Lihuo protecting her, Su Min's fire resistance was off the charts. As she calmly gathered her spoils, the entire battlefield fell into an unnatural silence. With her flaming wings unfurled, Su Min hovered in the sky like a divine being descended from the heavens.
As she slowly descended, the hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers began to take slow, trembling steps backward.
She couldn't kill them all. But individual strength made all the difference. No one doubted that Su Min could kill them, personally, and instantly—especially after witnessing that black lightning tear the entire battlefield apart.
When death itself descended from the heavens, the human spirit could only collapse. Even the Flame and Earth Elders, the paragons of might and authority—were reduced to dust.
And now?
She was no longer a person in their eyes.
She was a goddess.
"She's a god—RUN!!"
No one knew who screamed it first. But that single shout triggered an avalanche of panic. The front ranks turned and fled in chaos, slashing down anyone who dared stand in their path. Even those tasked with suppressing deserters were swept up and forced to retreat. The cavalry had horses. The ones behind—slaves, porters, the old and weak—had nothing. Within seconds, they were trampled, buried in the chaos.
A living nightmare unfolded before Su Min's eyes.
"Everyone—CHARGE!!!"
Prince Yong roared from atop the wall.
The city gates burst open. Ten thousand elite cavalry surged out, led by four Qi Refining cultivators and a legion of Body Forging warriors. The enemy had no will left to resist.
Slaughter.
The moment they clashed, it was no longer battle—it was butchery.
"War..." Su Min sighed, shaking her head.
With that, she turned and soared back to the walls of Yongzhou. She had no interest in this massacre. The outcome had already been decided. There was no need for her to lift a finger anymore.