The Demon Venerable stepped out from the void.
She wore a magnificent, floor-length gown, and with each step, it seemed to tread upon the heartstrings of everyone present.
Her hair, black as ink, gently swayed in the submarine light of the night-shining pearls, possessing an indescribable agility.
Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, exuding a cool aloofness, yet concealing endless charm.
Her eyes sparkled like stars, and as they moved, it was as if thousands of stars twinkled within them, captivating anyone who met her gaze.
Below her delicate nose were crimson lips, slightly upturned, bearing a faint, almost imperceptible smile, yet one dared not approach her easily.
Her skin was as fine as mutton-fat jade, gleaming with a soft luster, appearing even more crystal clear in this deep-sea palace.
Everything around her seemed to lose its color due to her appearance; the world's splendor dimmed before her.
She stood there quietly, as if integrated with heaven and earth, her unparalleled beauty fully revealed.
Even Nangong Wan and Xuanyuan Qingyu, both women, were stunned by the Demon Venerable's beauty.
Such perfect looks made people wonder if there was another hidden story twenty thousand years ago, if the so-called Sword Immortal was actually a great villain, and the Demon Venerable was the victim.
"Heh heh, foolish humans, twenty thousand years have passed, and you are still obsessed with appearances."
The Demon Venerable's lips curved into a smile, and she took a step forward.
"Don't die so easily; I still want to have some fun."
As her words fell, the Demon Venerable's figure vanished, reappearing in front of Xuanyuan Qingyu in an instant, her jade-like fist striking towards Xuanyuan Qingyu's face.
Xuanyuan Qingyu quickly activated her protective Magic Treasure, golden-yellow light swirling, and a protective shield strong enough to withstand Late Stage Nascent Soul attacks appeared around her.
The next second, the Demon Venerable's fist struck the light shield, and the Low Grade Magic Treasure level protective shield shattered instantly. Xuanyuan Qingyu took this opportunity to swiftly retreat, but the Demon Venerable's body followed like a shadow, clinging to Xuanyuan Qingyu's retreating steps, unleashing another punch.
Xuanyuan Qingyu swung her Celestial Emperor Sword, and the Medium Grade Magic Treasure Rank national treasure longsword fiercely collided with the Demon Venerable's flawless fist.
Seeing this, Nangong Wan quickly launched her long-prepared Fourth Rank Spell at the Demon Venerable's back, while extending her white silk ribbon, attempting to bind the Demon Venerable's limbs.
The Demon Venerable clearly perceived every change on the field, her expression relaxed and at ease. Just a moment ago, she was fiercely clashing with Xuanyuan Qingyu, but in an instant, she flashed several thousand meters away, dodging Nangong Wan's attack. At the same time, she took a step, and her fist appeared before Nangong Wan.
Nangong Wan sensed the locking of that Fist Intent, realizing that the Demon Venerable's punch was unavoidable; she could only receive it.
She wrapped her entire arm with the white silk ribbon and similarly threw a punch.
The two fists met, but no earth-shattering sound was heard.
The Demon Venerable's expression remained unchanged, but Nangong Wan's face instantly turned ashen. The Demon Venerable was about to throw another punch when Zhou Fan, who had already moved, appeared between the two.
He threw a punch, feeling as if he had hit a reinforced and modified grand canal. Even with his current Physical Body strength, he couldn't help but feel some pain.
Zhou Fan shook his hand and, without a word, immediately activated his Overlord Form. His figure suddenly grew taller, his muscles bulging. To Nangong Wan, Zhou Fan now resembled a city wall, firmly protecting her, who was severely injured, within it.
Indeed, after just one punch exchange, Nangong Wan's internal organs had suffered varying degrees of damage. Thankfully, Zhou Fan blocked the Demon Venerable's second punch for her; otherwise, if Nangong Wan had forced another punch, her internal injuries would likely have been severe and incurable, beyond the reach of Medicinal Pills.
In front of Zhou Fan's nearly three-meter-tall Overlord Form, the originally tall Demon Venerable looked like a delicate figurine. Zhou Fan looked down at the Demon Venerable, who instantly floated into the air, simultaneously throwing a punch at Zhou Fan.
"Ant, I don't like your condescending gaze."
Zhou Fan grinned and threw hundreds of punches in succession, while simultaneously transmitting a message to the Demon Venerable: "Demon Venerable, you must be very weak right now, aren't you?"
The Demon Venerable's eyes narrowed, and she also threw hundreds of punches. She replied via Divine Sense: "Enough to kill you."
Zhou Fan said nothing more, only continuously throwing punches, enjoying this pure and brutal Physical Body combat.
The Demon Venerable also did not retreat a single step; in terms of Physical Body, she had never lost to anyone in the same Rank.
Their punches grew fiercer with each strike, causing the entire underwater palace to tremble precariously.
Nangong Wan and Xuanyuan Qingyu stood not far away, both taking precious Fourth Rank healing Medicinal Pills while intently watching Zhou Fan's battle with the Demon Venerable.
Xuanyuan Qingyu had also suffered extremely severe internal injuries. The Demon Venerable's punching power was peculiar; not only was it outwardly fierce and unyielding, but internally, it could penetrate the longsword and strike the Fist Intent into Xuanyuan Qingyu's body.
Moreover, this Fist Intent was extremely difficult to dissipate; if left unchecked, it would continuously damage various internal organs. Therefore, both of them had basically lost their combat capabilities now.
Nangong Wan looked at her disciple, whose Physical Body strength far surpassed hers, and the Demon Venerable, who was clearly fighting seriously. Her eyes were filled with anxiety. She didn't know how long Zhou Fan could maintain this form. She wanted to go forward and help her disciple, but Nangong Wan knew that going up now would only cause more trouble.
Beside her, Xuanyuan Qingyu looked at the clearly more intense battle between Zhou Fan and the Demon Venerable, her expression somewhat ashamed. She had confidently declared herself invincible within the Fourth Rank before, yet now, she couldn't defeat either the Demon Venerable or Zhou Fan.
This familiar sense of powerlessness made Xuanyuan Qingyu feel as if she had returned to that bloody night when her entire clan was annihilated.
The Old Emperor personally killed all his descendants, and she could only close her eyes and wait for death. That night, Daoist Qingyan barely managed to force back the Old Emperor, saving her, after which they both went into hiding.
Now, she had clearly grown so much stronger and controlled the Dynasty's Power Of Will, but in front of the Demon Venerable, who was practically invincible in Physical Body, Xuanyuan Qingyu could only hope that her Senior Sister Wan's disciple was strong enough.
If Zhou Fan also fell to the Demon Venerable, then Xuanyuan Qingyu could only burn the Dynasty's Power Of Will accumulated over a hundred years to see if she could send Senior Sister Wan and the others away.
After half an hour of fierce fighting, the Demon Venerable and Zhou Fan both tacitly retreated a distance.
"Human, you're not bad. To be able to last this long under my command as a newly advanced Fourth Rank is enough to boast about."
"Heh, Demon Venerable, your Physical Body is also good, worthy of me using my second form."
"You have another trump card?"
Zhou Fan smiled, his figure rapidly compressing, returning to his normal height of 1.9 meters. At the same time, the Great Sun Furnace within his body circulated rapidly, and a magnificent and dazzling crimson-gold great sun rose behind Zhou Fan.
After the Great Sun phenomenon first manifested, Zhou Fan's long hair seemed to be ignited. He removed his upper body robe, and crimson-gold patterns flowed across his perfectly strong Physical Body, like lava flowing on the ground.
Two streaks of crimson-gold light rose in Zhou Fan's eyes. He, for the first time, revealed the Great Sun phenomenon, like a deity descending from the Sun Star.
"Demon Venerable, since you've lived for so long, you should be able to give me a good time, right?"