Chapter 1233: Cold Ice Divine Sword Formula
Ugliness sat atop the woman’s head in the void, one ancient azure dragon phantom appeared, along with a thousand ancient horned dragon phantoms.
It was precisely by her Origin Force, harnessing the power of heaven and earth to form such a spectacle, the hallmark of a "Level Eight Martial Emperor."
As multiple colors of power surged again from the ugly woman, Jovie Lee and Keer knew that the woman was communicating with her comprehended "mysteries."
"Wait!"
Jovie Lee, with an ugly expression, intervened.
"What? Do you have last words before death?" the ugly woman asked in a deep voice.
By now, her Origin Force and mysteries were ready to be unleashed, prepared to strike at any moment to claim the lives of Jovie Lee and Keer.
"Just because we’re better looking than you, you want to kill us?" Jovie Lee inhaled deeply and asked.
"It’s not about being better looking than me; every woman who looks like a fairy deserves to die!" the ugly woman declared with grave certainty.
"What if the good-looking one were the Valley of Chill’s Martial Emperor? What if it were a direct disciple of the Martial Emperor, one of the Martial Emperor’s disciples? With your strength, I’m afraid the farthest you could pose a threat is to the Martial Emperor’s disciples in the Valley of Chill," continued Jovie Lee.