"Hm?"
Suddenly, both the Madwoman and the President of the Martial Artists' Merchant Association shot to their feet.
Their gazes simultaneously turned toward the southeast.
The once-clear sky was being swallowed by dark storm clouds.
They advanced at terrifying speed, radiating overwhelming momentum.
Moreover, they emanated a powerful aura of the Divine Realm.
This was no natural weather phenomenon—without question, a Divine Realm expert was approaching.
Fortunately, only a first-level Divine Being.
Swish— In an instant, the Madwoman soared into the sky, the fierce wind whipping her skirts into a thunderous flutter.
Yet there was not a trace of fear in her eyes—only killing intent surged forth.
Without warning, the space around her began to distort as a formidable, invisible wave of oppressive pressure swept outward.
In the blink of an eye, the dark clouds that had been rolling in like massive tidal waves crashed against something immovable and scattered into nothingness.
The Madwoman had unleashed her oppressive aura.
Seeing this, the President of the Martial Artists' Merchant Association also rose into the air.
She struck out with a single palm.
Immediately, a torrent of martial power surged forth, forming a colossal wave that spanned heaven and earth. Its reach was vast, bridging the sky and the ground.
Under the onslaught of this martial power torrent, the churning, billowing storm clouds were utterly annihilated.
Such was the might of the Divine Realm.
With a mere flick of the wrist, they could unleash attacks capable of annihilating the world.
For minuscule worlds like the Lower Realm of the Ancestral Martial Continent, they could simply obliterate them outright.
"Heh heh heh."
Yet even though the clouds had dispersed, a wild, lewd burst of laughter echoed through the sky.
The moment that laughter rang out, the President of the Martial Artists' Merchant Association realized something was wrong.
The sound was coming from the opposite direction of where the clouds had been.
Looking toward the source, she saw yet another mass of dark clouds forming.
This time, the clouds swallowed that stretch of sky and earth entirely.
And within those billowing dark clouds, there appeared a pair of colossal red eyes, each as enormous as twin suns.
The sight was terrifying—like a demon descending upon the world.
And the laughter was emanating from within those clouds.
"This venerable one has only just emerged from seclusion, and already I encounter such a rare celestial treasure."
"Furthermore, I find myself in the presence of two incomparably beautiful women."
"Heaven truly smiles upon this venerable one."
The being spoke again, still maintaining that lewd tone but now tinged with an additional note of provocation.
Boom— A majestic beam of golden sword energy tore through the void, piercing through and demolishing the clouds.
The Madwoman stood suspended in the void, her gaze cold and sharp. In her hand she held the long sword that Chu Feng had gifted her earlier.
The residual golden sword energy clinging to the blade was proof enough that she had been the one to strike.
"Heh heh heh…"
Yet as that lewd laughter sounded once more, the sky-enveloping clouds reformed from yet another direction.
"Oh my, a little firecracker, no less. But this venerable one enjoys a woman with spirit."
"Two beautiful ladies."
"Allow this venerable one to introduce himself."
"I am the Patriarch of the Cloud Leopard Demon Clan. I have only recently led my people out of seclusion, with the ambition of unifying this entire Martial Cultivation World."
"I can see that you two beauties possess extraordinary strength—having, just like this venerable one, stepped into the Divine Realm."
"Why not marry me and become the wife of the Clan Leader?"
"Once this venerable one has unified the Martial Cultivation World, I shall bestow each of you a Heavenly River."
"What say you?"
The being actually had the audacity to make such a bold claim.
Hearing this, the President of the Martial Artists' Merchant Association let out a soft laugh.
"A mere first-level Divine Being, and you dare dream of unifying the Martial Cultivation World?"
"It seems your Cloud Leopard Demon Clan truly has been cut off from the world."
Her words dripped with contempt.
She could sense that his cultivation was also at the first-level Divine Realm.
With such a level of cultivation, to speak of unifying the Martial Cultivation World—it was clear he had no understanding of the world as it stood today.
"This beautiful lady."
"You don't seem terribly bright."
"Your words may seem to belittle this venerable one, but in truth, you insult yourself as well."
"After all, are you not also a first-level Divine Being?"
"Moreover, even among Divine Beings, there are differences in strength and realm."
"This venerable one…"