The resounding impact echoed through the air as the man’s entire body became embedded in the


    stone


    wall. Blood trickled from theer of his mouth and his face was drained of all color. His muscles and


    veins had torn, and there were no longer any lingering doubts about his death. Meanwhile, the fearful


    expression that he had just before his death persisted on his face.


    The unexpected oue of a level one saint being killed with such ease left the remaining three men


    paralyzed with dread. One of them stammered, “W–w–what level of attainment d–do you h–h–h–


    have?”


    Gilda unleashed her spiritual energy without warning, causing an overwhelming sensation of


    oppression. that forced the trio to their knees. They were unable to entertain any thoughts of escape,


    and their


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    foreheads were soon drenched in cold sweat.


    “What attainment, you ask? A royal saint!‘ Gilda’s voice was ice–cold.


    “We pissed a royal saint off?” one of the men asked.


    “She’s… she’s a royal saint!” another mumbled,


    The third then begged desperately for mercy. ‘Please spare us! We made a mistake! We won’t do it


    again!”


    Gilda let out an icy chuckle when she heard them begging. “Spare you? Would you have spared us if


    we


    were weaker than you?”


    With a casual wave of her hand, she sent forth a couple of spiritual energy des. The des darted


    forward and slit the throats of all three men, ending their lives with little effort. Severin then flew over to


    the level one saint and removed his spatial ring. He then returned to collect the other three men’s


    spatial


    rings.


    As he opened the rings to inspect them, he discovered that they contained little items of value. Most of


    it


    was mediocrebat techniques, and there was only a paltry number of third- and fourth–grade


    spiritual


    herbs.


    Severin shook his head and muttered, “Man, these guys are poor.”


    Gilda smiled lightly and exined, “They’re not that poor. You’re just so strong that normal stuff doesn’t


    interest you anymore. Besides, they’re unaffiliated practitioners, so you can’t expect them to have


    much


    on them.”


    After a pause, she continued, “It’s a shame that their strength levels are too low. They might have been


    able to put up a decent fight if they were a little stronger. I wasn’t even able to have enough fun yet


    after


    being out of practice for so long.”


    Severin was speechless. Gilda imed to be out of practice despite disying remarkable


    decisiveness


    during the confrontation. He could only imagine how much easier she would have been if she were


    enjoying the battle.


    Gilda hopped up to Severin’s flying sword and gazed at him with a smile, “By the way, does it scare you


    that my strength is significantly higher than yours? As an example, are you worried that I might kill you


    if I


    get angry in the future?”


    Severin took Gilda’s hand and responded with a gentle smile, “Why should I be afraid of you when I’m


    in


    love with you? And besides, what else could make you angry with me if you’re fine with me having


    three wives?”