"A frog at the bottom of a well!"
Hong Ling sneered coldly, the spear in her hand vibrating once more, enveloped in Blood Fiend Energy. A terrifying aura erupted, and without any hesitation, she began unleashing the most primal power of her Immortal Artifact-level Artifact Spirit, preparing to thoroughly end this Evil Spirit.
Since her complete fall and subsequent reawakening, Hong Ling had faced only very weak opponents. The strongest weapon she had clashed against was the Six Daos Reincarnation Sword, yet the Evil Spirit before her, just in terms of spiritual intelligence, surpassed the Six Daos Reincarnation Sword.
Encountering this malevolence, despite its formidable strength, it was indeed but a frog at the bottom of a well in Hong Ling's eyes.
"Begone, you wretched spirit!"
