Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 1924 - 1925: There’s Someone You’ll Never Defeat!
In the sky, white silks fluttered like white dragons, under the control of the Turquoise Pool Saintess, approaching the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord was very calm. As the white silks swept over, he remained as steady as a mountain, using a single hand to point into the air. Wherever his hand landed, a force was generated, repelling the white silks.
The Turquoise Pool Saintess frequently frowned; the strength of the Demon Lord exceeded her expectations. She initially thought this person, who replaced the Demon Lord Holy Son, was not as strong as him. However, he greatly surpassed her imagination, reaching such a realm.
The way he utilized and controlled his strength was even more effortless and natural than hers, giving off an innate feeling.
The Demon Lord was indeed difficult to deal with.
Although the Turquoise Pool Saintess was reluctant to admit it verbally, she had to take this opponent seriously in her heart.
No wonder the Demon Lord dared to proclaim he feared no peers of the same generation; from the current situation, he indeed had that capital.
Her bright eyes flashed slightly as the Turquoise Pool Saintess retracted the white silk. Initially, she thought she wouldn’t need to use more powerful strength, but now it seemed necessary.
Silently, the aura on the Turquoise Pool Saintess transformed, from peaceful to fierce in an instant.
This sudden change in aura made the Demon Lord’s eyes shine bright, "Saint Realm..."
The Demon Lord no longer bore the previous look of assured victory; his expression now carried a trace of seriousness and earnestness. The Turquoise Pool Saintess reached the Saint Realm, a likelihood he anticipated but wasn’t confirmed until now.
Only a Saint Realm could bring him such formidable pressure.
Simultaneously, the change in the Turquoise Pool Saintess’ aura left the surrounding spectators stunned, especially some Saint Heirs and Saintesses, who couldn’t help but show amazement. Compared to the Turquoise Pool Saintess, their strength lagged, mostly being at the Ruins Realm.
"The Turquoise Pool Saintess achieves the Saint Realm and definitely won’t lose to the Demon Lord."
"Tsk tsk, once one of the Ten Great Saint Heirs, even after disappearing for a millennium, she remains dazzling."
"If they didn’t stay on earth back then, perhaps they’d be even more powerful today."
"True, though all the Ten Great Saint Heirs chose to stay on Earth back then, those who didn’t stay are now stuck at the Saint Realm, and those who broke through to the Heavenly Level are still rare."
"On the path of the Martial Artist, age doesn’t determine everything; it only accounts for some advantage. Geniuses won’t be buried, just like the Turquoise Pool Saintess today, even self-sealed for a thousand years, still attracting attention."
The fact of the Turquoise Pool Saintess reaching the Saint Realm sparked discussions among many Saint Heirs and Saintesses, a bombshell for the Loose Cultivators relying on the Ascension Platform.
A Great Sect Holy Son is a Great Sect Holy Son, which loose cultivators simply can’t compare to.
Some things are beyond one’s control, like birth. Some are fortunate by birth, born into a powerful family, destined to achieve success easier than most. Others, with less privileged backgrounds, can only rely on themselves, with no other option besides their own effort.
The dozen or so loose cultivators present felt both melancholy and envy, wondering if they could reach such heights if they were as fortunate as the Turquoise Pool Saintess, in a super sect.
"Saint Realm? So it is!" Ye Qiu eyed the Turquoise Pool Saintess. Upon entering the Peach Banquet, he sensed a subtle and implicit power in her, causing him pressure. Back then, Ye Qiu speculated she was likely advancing to the Saint Realm.
However, at this moment, Ye Qiu still frowned because he felt that the Demon Lord across from her wasn’t flustered by her display of Saint power.
"He’s a Saint too," Ye Qiu said, staring at the Demon Lord.
Confronting the true strength of the Turquoise Pool Saintess, the Demon Lord wore a faint smile, "In that case, I’ll make sure you willingly marry me."
After saying this, he gestured mockingly for the Turquoise Pool Saintess to proceed.
The Turquoise Pool Saintess whirled her fists, not considering herself a woman, yet her strength was undeniable. Saint Realm, a force capable of annihilating stars, where even a small planet would shatter under a full force strike.
Such formidable power emanating from a woman seemed perfectly natural to the spectators, instead, her fists carried a kind of charm, seemingly embodying the essence of the world.
Clang!
A Saint’s punch, stars falling.
At this moment, the female Saint known as Turquoise Pool Saintess swung her fists like two suns, more dazzling than the great suns of heaven, pushing straight ahead.
The protective barrier enveloping the battlefield shook violently due to the immense internal energy, rendering it quite unstable. However, the Turquoise Pool Saintess remained calm, confident the barrier wouldn’t break.
Otherwise, without this barrier, the power of a Saint might cause some destruction to the Turquoise Pool Holy Land, and even the spectators would suffer.
Under the gazes of everyone, the Turquoise Pool Saintess’ fist landed on the Demon Lord, causing many Saint Heirs present to rejoice, believing the Demon Lord was destined to lose.
"The Turquoise Pool Saintess won!"
"Even the Demon Lord faces defeat sometimes."
"Losing to the Turquoise Pool Saintess is not disgraceful. After all, she was one of the Ten Great Saint Heirs, and her rank was very high."
The surrounding Saint Heirs kept discussing, all convinced of the Turquoise Pool’s victory, even Li Jin, the Ruins Realm Martial Artist, couldn’t help but show joy.
Yet Ye Qiu displayed no emotional fluctuation. To those observing carefully, it was clear the Demon Lord didn’t dodge after the Turquoise Pool Saintess punched, he purposely took the blow.
What does this indicate?
Either the Demon Lord couldn’t avoid it, knowing escape was impossible, or he was extraordinarily confident, believing taking a punch was inconsequential.
Ye Qiu leaned towards the latter!
Sure enough, after the Turquoise Pool Saintess’ punch, thinking it was over, the Demon Lord continued to smile.
Even having been hit by the Saint-level power punch, his smile remained.
The next moment, something startled the Turquoise Pool Saintess as the Demon Lord slowly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Yet, when she tried to pull away with force, she failed to break free.
He whispered softly in her ear, "Turquoise, do you think I, the Demon Lord, would dare battle a prodigy like you without reaching the Saint Realm?"
The Turquoise Pool Saintess stopped moving, her arm bound by the Demon Lord. Though she tried to fight, she knew the outcome was clear: she lost.
"Shall we continue, my Turquoise Pool Saintess?" The Demon Lord showed a sly smile.
"Consider it your win!" The Turquoise Pool Saintess shook his hand off before he released her.
The Demon Lord then stood on the battlefield, laughing heartily alone.
But after taking a few steps, the Turquoise Pool Saintess stopped abruptly, without looking back, she said, "For a man to defeat me is no great feat, but there’s someone you’ll never beat."
"Who?"
"Ye Qiu!"
