Chapter 471: Chapter 470 Space Cutting

Two silhouettes morphed once more, splitting into four, and four golden figures simultaneously shot towards Pretty Girl's direction like four beams of gold.Pretty Girl raised her right hand, and a Peacock feather had already quietly arrived in her grasp. Then she closed her eyes.

Indeed, it was as if she disdained even a glance at her opponent, simply shutting her eyes.

The four golden figures swiftly neared, and when they were less than twenty meters away from Pretty Girl, they abruptly accelerated, crisscrossing in their paths.

It was at this moment that Pretty Girl moved. Her delicate body started spinning in place, and behind her, a pair of Peacock Wings unfurled, fluttering as if dancing. Rings of silver patterns expanded outward from her body at the center, and on her forehead, the Peacock Golden Crown that Tang San had once seen also emerged.

The dazzling crown underscored her noble identity. The silver patterns created by the Peacock feathers diffused in all directions, where the patterns reached, space seemed to twist and interlock, no longer intact but segmented into pieces. In an instant, everything around her body began to shimmer with an eerie glow.

"Space Cutting!" Tang San exclaimed almost without thinking. Pretty Girl had truly sliced the space around her body, leaving only the corner where she stood intact.

The four golden figures that were about to penetrate her vicinity came to an abrupt stop, sensing the danger of the fractured space, they dared not advance further.

But at this moment, the silver patterns did not pause. Instead, they interlaced and shot out, sprawling towards the four golden figures.

The seemingly delicate silver lines had the formidable ability to cleave space. The contestant from the Golden Fox Demon Clan dared not clash head-on and hastily retreated.

However, the next instant, it felt a change of space behind it, and when it hastily turned back, it saw, not knowing since when, silver patterns had appeared behind it as well, blocking its retreat.

The silver patterns gradually closed in, enveloping a large area of space around it, making it impossible for the illusory figures it created to advance or retreat.

The Golden Fox Demon Clan excelled in speed, illusion, and seduction. But today's luck was simply too poor. The opponent it faced was a female, greatly diminishing its ability to seduce; moreover, with the shattered space, neither could see each other's faces. How to employ seduction? Its body definitely could not withstand an attack that cut through space, and with such a broad spatial seal shattering around, its speed and illusions had nowhere to hide, and so...

"I concede!" It didn't want to die, and seeing that it stood no chance of resistance, it immediately shrieked out.

The silver patterns quietly converged, finally fusing into that one Peacock feather, while Pretty Girl appeared silently at a spot less than five meters behind it, unbeknownst when.

The Peacock feather lightly trembled, and the space around it immediately rippled with layers of distorted halos. With a flash of silver light, she had vanished without a trace.

Forget the spectating audience; even Tang San, who had been full of concern a moment ago, watched in stupefaction.

During the battle, his perception had felt that Pretty Girl had completely merged with the space around her. Under her control, the entire space was like obedient building blocks, haphazardly arranged and combined at will. The cracks between each small space served as her best means of attack. Compared to her, the opponent was worlds apart.

Had she really become so strong? This closed-door training of over a year, had it borne such fruit?

Pretty Girl reappeared silently in the original waiting area, and through the communicator, she whispered to Tang San, "Asura, the match is over. I'm heading out first."

"Okay," Tang San replied. Originally, he had planned to call over Pretty Girl to practice a two-person fight, but seeing the power Pretty Girl displayed today, it seemed, perhaps, unnecessary.

Pretty Girl walked out from the waiting area amidst the unusual gazes of the others, her thoughts drifting back to the day of the bloodline inheritance test in her family's Ancestral Court.

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A dark cave.

The Peacock Demon King had called her back early because news had come that the Ancestral Court Elite Competition was about to be held. The Peacock Demon King hoped that if she could pass the family's ancestral trial, she would then stand out in the competition. After all, since she had human bloodline, she would need recognition from the Ancestral Court to inherit the position of Peacock Demon Clan Chief, and strength had always been the most important way to be recognized.

Thus, her inheritance challenge came earlier than expected.

In the pitch-dark cave where one couldn't see the fingers in front of their face, Pretty Girl didn't rush to explore. Despite her young age, her character had always possessed a calmness. Her mother had taught her from a young age to stay calm in any situation, as only in a calm state could one better respond to all crises.

Since she couldn't see, she simply closed her eyes and quietly concentrated, sensing the spatial fluctuation around her.

It was certain that the Peacock Demon Clan's family inheritance trial would be related to space. At the same time, she quietly clasped the Destiny Stone given to her by Asura in her hand.

This Destiny Stone could enhance her luck, that was what Asura had told her.

Clasping the lucky stone, she couldn't help but think of that masked face. Why won't he let me see his true face? What exactly is he hiding?

As chaotic thoughts began to stir in her mind, suddenly, she felt the space around her quiver slightly.

Though her eyes were closed, in that instant, everything became bright. She was surprised to find herself in a silver space.

This was an existence like an altar, a round silver altar surrounded by endless void. Standing in the middle of the altar, Pretty Girl felt as if everything around her was viscous, making it difficult for her to move even slightly.

Suddenly, she relaxed, and silver light burst forth from the altar beneath her feet, shooting up like silver from a volcanic eruption. These rays of silver light passed through her body, making her feel as if she had become translucent. Then, these rays of silver light flew into the endless night sky and became vast swathes of silver brilliance.

Gradually, the altar beneath her feet began to fade into a dark dim light, revealing a pitch-black night sky, making her feel as though she was suspended in space, with the boundless starry sky in the distance, soaring in this dark world, bringing her an indescribable sense of fear.

Just then, suddenly, a point of silver light in the distance grew larger, as if it was speeding directly toward her. Pretty Girl was startled for a moment and instinctively dodged to the side.

It was a silver beam of light that nearly grazed her body as it shot past. She had avoided it! seaʀᴄh thё nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The silver line that had streaked by silently disappeared and when it appeared again, it was right below Pretty Girl's feet. It was clearly a force of space power; had it hit her before, it might have cut her body apart.

The dodged space power began to condense again at her feet, seemingly becoming a part of the altar that was there before.

Before she could think any further, two silver beams shot towards her again. Pretty Girl's figure flickered as she dodged once more. The two silver flashes swept through the void, disappeared, reappeared, and again merged into the altar beneath her feet.

Is this it? Is this the trial?

In that moment, she realized what her trial was. The altar she had stood upon before consisted of numerous forces of space that had unraveled. Now that she had appeared, those forces of space had dispersed, and now they would return. She had to dodge the assault of all the space power to complete the trial.

But wasn't there more than just hundreds of space powers that had dispersed before?

Just then, four silver beams, forming a crisscross shape, flew towards her.

Pretty Girl leapt up, threading through the center, as the four silver flashes disappeared, remerged, and integrated into the altar beneath her feet.