Purple Spring stands in a sea of flames, and her flames are a world built with pure color of fire powder, so it looks more illusory and delicate.

She smiled skillfully, but the blazing spirit clearly felt the power she was familiar with in the other realm.

As she said, when the two sides were playing against each other just now, this girl quietly probed her tentacles into the fiery flame realm, communicated with it, assimilated it, and then seized it.

Being able to do all of this stems from the Purple Spring's Fire Source Body, a regular aggregation that is no less than a god in this simple flame realm.

So initially the Flame Realm couldn't do her the slightest damage.

But in turn, enslaving these forces with supreme authority demonstrates Purple Spring's superb understanding of power.

Unlike Lan Che, Lan Che is more powerful than understanding, so she controls her artificial realm like a young mouse burrowed in a giant beast, although she can manipulate the giant beast to hurt people, but once she is deprived of the connection with the giant beast, she is as fragile as a baby.

Purple Spring's bottleneck is that her strength limits her comprehension of the rules.

She couldn't use power beyond her own power, because there were ancient gods sleeping in her body that were far beyond her comprehension, powerful on the inside and fragile on the outside, which was the problem that Purple Spring faced.

In this regard, Ziquan finally chose his fourth path in such a crisis.

Stealing someone else's realm as one's own kingdom is like replacing the kingdom of a king.

For this field, she does not reserve, does not absorb, but maintains absolute control.

There is no real interaction between her and the realm, but the realm is available to her.

This seems to be a temporary man-made realm, but the realm manipulated by Purple Spring is more closely connected and less easy to cut off.

Because - she is cutting off the connection with others and thus controlling the realm of theft.

Blazing Spirit's eyes narrowed dangerously.

This is one of the biggest provocations to the Heavenly Realm powerhouses.

Manipulating and stealing the other party's domain, there is no more intuitive insult than this, and only absolute power is overriding to have the ability to do such a thing.

Purple Spring only had relative strength over her, but she did it.

The flames around the blazing spirit began to rise and fall and extinguish, as if they were a blown out lamp.

As soon as it became aware of this, it closed its domain.

At this moment, its domain is not its most reliable helper, but the most dangerous source.

"I'm not going to kill you." The Blazing Spirit squinted in the void and smiled, the child's voice crisp and cold.

For the first time, it exuded anger.

"But I want to educate you on what respect is."

As he spoke, the red shadow disappeared there in an instant.

Lan Che bit his lip slightly.

That's not disappearing – it's so fast that the naked eye can't catch its location.

The Blazing Spirit gave up the blessings of the realm, which was also to give up the greatest dignity of the Heavenly Realm powerhouse.

But instead, it chose to fight Purple Spring in the most direct and harsh way possible.

Flesh fights.

The Blazing Spirit is a fire-type Heavenly Realm Demonic Beast, but it does not enjoy complete immunity from the fire type, so in principle, the realm that Purple Spring stole from it has the ability to stop and harm it.

However, the reality is brutal.

Purple Spring's realm was "torn" apart.

This tear is relative, because the whole field begins to appear very clear and slender faults, and these faults are still increasing in connection with each other, but you do not see the originator of these faults.

Ziquan smiled.

She could see how it came about.

The Blazing Spirit tore through the realm originating from it with its flesh, and a mere regular attack was not enough to hurt its already blazing body.

It gave up the blessings of the realm and opted for pure physical power, thus allowing this power to reach the limit that the powerhouses of the Heavenly City Realm could reach.

Speed, strength, tenacity, and agility.

Its body was speeding through the realm at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and each blow nearly tore through the entire field, and such an attack would have been enough to shatter half of her body if it had just grazed a little corner of Purple Spring.

It's just a pity that this field is the world of Purple Springs.

She tossed and turned around her world at a speed almost as fast as the Blazing Spirit, and while dodging alone wasn't enough for her to win the battle, it was enough for her to keep going in the fight.

Lan Che and Thorn Paper looked at the two belligerents in the sea of fire who could no longer see the figures clearly, and the anxiety and amazement in their eyes were intertwined.

Originally, a relatively satisfactory result had already been obtained, why did Ziquan have to take a step forward?

However, this girl, who was brutally defeated in front of her, burst out with such awe-inspiring combat power at this time.

"The poem of death is played."

In such a complicated battlefield, Ziquan's voice suddenly came out of the sea of fire.

She was still dodging the blazing spirit's omnipresent attack, but she made her voice heard.

Lan Che breathed for a moment, unable to hide his surprise.

"Excuse me?"

Ziquan's voice then sounded.

"The prince of the south rides the horse of the north."

She said such a nonsensical sentence, like a psalm without a beginning or end.

However, this psalm is embodied in reality.

In the intertwined sea of shattered fire, blazing horses suddenly appeared, all of them sitting on the body of flame knights with spears and heavy armor.

The realm that was about to collapse solidified the moment these words spoke, and the fiery spirit's form was forced out of the realm.

It felt the omnipresent killing intent in the realm, which divided the realm so that it could no longer destroy and pounce with impunity.

Then, the countless Flame Knights charged towards it.

There was a hint of sarcasm in the Blazing Spirit's eyes.

It had been able to enter the realm of no one in the Purple Springs domain before because the new owner of the realm was not familiar with its domain and could not organize an effective and powerful attack.

Of course, when Ziquan said this, its own realm suddenly underwent changes that even it had never seen before.

Those flames spontaneously constructed the most powerful human form, with rules as the bond and flames as the entity, each knight had the power at the top of the Xuan Rank, and formed the most elite battle formation.

Such a sentence can form an army of flames, and the Blazing Spirit is amazed by the magical power of Purple Spring, but also ridiculed by her stupidity.

These knights originate from the realm, so they can't leave the realm, just like a fish can never leave water.

It didn't know how Purple Spring built these knights, but it was sure that it wouldn't be easy to do it.

So it took a step back, wanting to get out of the realm that wasn't huge anymore.

"Who is it that overturned the sauce vat of the king's tailor's house?"

Purple Spring's figure also condensed in the flame realm, and she appeared in the midst of the knight's encirclement.

She spoke softly and skillfully, and what she said was still nonsensical, and she chanted without a head or tail.

However, her flames instantly thickened.

"Sticky" is a very specific adjective, but it feels illusory when placed on a flame.

For the Blazing Spirit, however, the realm in which it found itself instantly turned into a sea of sticky sauce.

The whole body is clinging to the realm that used to belong to it, but now it is extremely unfamiliar, making its movements unreasonably sluggish.

It looked at the knight running towards it, feeling its sluggishness.

"What the hell is this?"

The young Heavenly Realm Demonic Beast thought angrily.

(End of chapter)