Even though Li Zhirui couldn't reveal his full strength, to prevent others from discerning his true level of cultivation, he could still easily defeat her—it was just a female devil whose patchy mana had been elevated through dual cultivation.
A fierce Thunder Palm spell directly repelled the female devil, and had she not dodged in time, she would have suffered more than just minor injuries.
"You! Just you wait! I will make sure you pay for this!" Upon contact, the Black Widow knew that Li Zhirui's strength was far superior to her own. Knowing she was no match, where would she find the courage to continue the fight?
Those peach blossom eyes were filled with bitterness and hatred, and after angrily leaving behind a threatening remark, she planned on fleeing back to the Devil Race, to find an opportunity for revenge in the future.
But Li Zhirui had no intention of giving her that chance, as his gaze remained calm while he launched a second offensive.
Crack!