Yue Hongling could definitely escape.
Secret Treasure Third Layer, Heavenly List Level abilities had once been the pinnacle of Martial Arts in the world—an existence belonging to that small handful of legendary figures that ordinary Martial Artists wouldn't even comprehend.
A single sword strike from underground shattered the Heavenly Vault, and thousands of mountains and countless stones couldn't hold back the might of this sword.
As the sword light passed, giant rocks shattered and she had already reached above the cemetery. Floating in mid-air, looking down at the earthquake-appearing scene below, Yue Hongling's eyes were cold and her grip on the sword tightened.
The sensation below wasn't caused by collapsing, but by the Black Miao King stepping upwards steadily. With each step he took, the ground shook, and the giant rocks above smashed onto his head turning directly into dust, not harming him in the slightest.
