"What's going on? Isn't Princess Consort supposed to be weaker than Serestia? How can they be evenly matched?"
"Did she secretly break through to middle stage or something?"
"I told you she might not lose. You all dismissed her too quickly!"
Someone spoke with unconcealed triumph, clearly pleased that reality had proven the crowd wrong.
Confusion spread across countless faces.
This was far beyond everyone's expectations.
Even Serestia felt her heart tighten in shock.
She could clearly sense that Zora's cultivation was only at the early Sky Realm. Yet the power behind each strike rivaled that of a mid-stage Sky realm cultivator.
That was precisely why their clash had ended in a stalemate.
But this was not what Serestia wanted.
She wanted to crush Zora in full view of the crowd, not trade blows on equal footing!
Her eyes darkened.
A surge of mana erupted from her body as she poured everything into her weapon.
"Snake Shadow Whip!" Serestia shouted sharply.
