"How could I joke with my man's name before outsiders?"

　　 The straightforward and indifferent tone employed by Yvonne effortlessly convinced Erhardt of the truth of her words. His mind spun, his teeth sank into his lower lips, while his face was twisted by rage, rancor, and jealousy.

　　 "Who? Who is it?! Tell me now!"

　　 He roared, and empowered by his holy force, his cry hammered the eardrums of the gathered experts.

　　 Those beneath the Crossed Tribulation Saint Rank saw blood trickling down their ears, and their minds shaken by violent tremors.

　　 Still, Yvonne remained undisturbed. Stretching out her hand, she summoned h.e.l.l's Reach, her lineage weapon, and aimed it at Erhardt.

　　 "I'm afraid I won't."

　　 Such words did nothing to ease his ire, which only grew more p.r.o.nounced. He raised his hand, and dazzling sunrays shone within.

　　 However, before he could strike, he pulled in a deep sigh and lowered it.

　　 "It's fine…it's fine. As long as you let go of that inferior creature, I can forget anything. Just come with me and be my love. If I have you, what else can I ask for?

　　 Yvonne, I don't care about anything else. I don't even care about the Celestial Church. I only want you. For you, I can forsake everything.

　　 So, stop being this stubborn…and come with me."

　　 Erhardt said through clenched teeth, the words draining him of vitality.

　　 Alas, they failed to trigger anything within Yvonne who merely shook her head.

　　 "Erhardt, you are an outstanding cultivator. On the Ancient Crystal World's standards, you stand at the summit. Were you born in the higher realms, it is likely that you could have become a G.o.d.

　　 However, as a man, you've always been lacking and fail to excite me."

　　 Yvonne casually said while adopting her battle-stance and aiming her spear at Erhardt's chest.

　　 "Allow me to give you this bit of wisdom. If a woman wants you, you don't have to do anything. If a woman doesn't want you, anything you do is useless.

　　 And I do not want you. So please…"

　　 As Yvonne's words echoed, dark sand and flames erupted from her form, alongside the might of her physiques, causing the pressure emanating from her to skyrocket.

　　 "…get the h.e.l.l out of my face!"

　　 The words struck Erhardt hard, and he staggered, failing to regain his composure.

　　 "But I insist on having you, if you won't listen to reason, then I can only use force and rob you from this land!"

　　 Erhardt's peak-stage Star Fusing Saint cultivation erupted at full-force alongside the might of his Mastered Divine Physique.

　　 Bright golden flames and sunrays burst from his form, brightening everything across dozens of miles with blinding radiance.