Chapter 232: Another Narrow Escape

As the tides of battle turned with Qian Ye’s intervention, Edward seethed in rage, letting out a heavy hum and blocking Qian Ye’s path. At that moment, the sky grew dim, as if a barely visible veil had descended, hovering between heaven and earth.

Without hesitation, Qian Ye unfurled his luminous wings, holding Feng Yan Leng in his left hand and Zang Xin in his right. The Zang Xin pointed directly at Edward, its body shimmering with an ethereal glow.

In an instant, Edward’s blood core pulsed wildly, a shadow of unprecedented death looming over his heart. He cried out in shock, “Have you gone mad?!”

Enhanced by the Primordial Wings, the power of Zang Xin now neared the peak of a ninth-level gun. A single shot was more than Edward could bear. However, the same overwhelming cost far exceeded Qian Ye’s capacity. Firing the gun would likely leave Qian Ye exhausted and collapsing. Even if he didn’t die, he wouldn’t have the strength to flee. This was a suicidal tactic, no wonder Edward called him mad.

The light from Zang Xin grew brighter, and the depths of the gun began to flicker with the light of prime force. Edward felt a sharp pain in his forehead, realizing he was locked on. Fear and shock washed over him. If he hesitated any longer, it would be too late once Zang Xin fired.

The witch had already arrived, but Edward dared not place his life in her hands. Just like when Royle was in the well during Qian Ye’s first attack on the Well of Stars, neither the blood kin nor the darkkin had actively defended.

Now, if the witch delayed even a moment, the Blood Prince could be lost in the Great Vortex, and no one could say anything. Edward had no doubt she would do this; he would do the same if given the chance.

At the last moment, Edward stepped back, clearing the way for Qian Ye and avoiding the lock of Zang Xin. Qian Ye strode past him, gazing at the sky with a cold laugh. A ten-meter radius around him surged with wind and mist, creating a surreal scene. The previously dimmed sky brightened again, and the witch’s domain, just formed, was shattered by Feng Yan Leng.

“Qian Ye!” Zhao Yuying, both surprised and delighted, cast off her opponent and rushed towards Qian Ye.

“Go quickly!” Qian Ye shouted without turning his head.

Zhao Yuying was taken aback, her eyes wide with anger. “What’s wrong with you? I came to help, and this is how you treat me?”

Qian Ye looked up, raising his voice, “Leave! Now!”

Zhao Yuying was about to protest when Li Kuanglan pulled her away, dragging her towards the edge of the battlefield. Zhao Yuying struggled, yelling, “What are you doing? Xiao Wu is still inside. Let me go, I need to help him!”

Li Kuanglan replied coldly, “Your return will only get him killed.”

“What?” Zhao Yuying, of course, didn’t believe it. Li Kuanglan sent a surge of icy prime force, instantly paralyzing her, and dragged her through the blockade of the blood kin, vanishing like a meteor.

“Wait!” Wei Po Tian shouted, unsure whether to help Qian Ye or chase after Zhao Yuying.

At that moment, Ji Tianqing appeared, calling out, “Go quickly!” She grabbed him by the neck, lifting him into the air and flying away.

Only Qian Ye remained in the center of the battlefield.

The witch silently emerged, standing before Qian Ye, “They’re all gone. Are you satisfied now?”

“Very satisfied.”

The witch pointed to Qian Ye’s Feng Yan Leng, her tone calm, “Do you think you can escape this time?”

Around the swirling wind and mist, a faint black fog roiled. It seemed to have a will of its own, maintaining a distance from the surging wind and mist. The witch’s control over her domain was truly astonishing.

Thus, Qian Ye could not, as in the first battle, shatter most of the witch’s domain with a single strike. Now, even if Qian Ye moved swiftly, he could only erode a tiny part of the witch’s domain. The witch would sense any gap in her domain and know where Qian Ye was.

Qian Ye surveyed the surroundings, his gaze sweeping over Edward, Dusk, Anwen, Aidan, Royle, and others. He suddenly laughed, “Who said I was trying to escape?”

He wasn’t escaping? The Evernight elites were disbelieving. If not, did Qian Ye think he could face the witch and so many Evernight elites head-on?

Last time, no one had expected Qian Ye to have Feng Yan Leng, a gun with such unique effects, or the unbelievably powerful explosive weapon, which allowed him to escape in the chaos. Now, the witch had adjusted her domain, and Qian Ye’s Void Flash, no matter how powerful, couldn’t continuously flash out of her domain. What could he use to compete with the witch?

In fact, even without the witch, the present group could easily defeat Qian Ye, though they couldn’t stop him from fleeing.

With the situation set, the Evernight elites hesitated, not rushing to attack Qian Ye, as if waiting for his move or discreetly gauging their relationships.

Ji Tianqing and the others’ retreat was of no concern. Even if everyone escaped, leaving Qian Ye behind was worth it. His combat power wasn’t exceptionally high, but his skills were overwhelmingly powerful. Paired with Void Flash, a single mistake could result in severe injury.

Such an enemy was the most troublesome, and there was a consensus: no matter the cost, Qian Ye must be taken down.

Qian Ye looked around, standing still for a moment, then said, “I have three shots of the Primordial Gun. Who wants to try?”

The Evernight elites exchanged glances, unsure how to respond. In the City of No Fall, Qian Ye had used three Primordial Guns to send the witch back to the void, and since then, the Primordial Gun’s reputation had soared.

Edward, Anwen, and Aidan couldn’t withstand three shots. Dusk and ordinary blood kin would be injured or killed by a single shot.

Only the witch, who had recovered from three shots, was here. But she shouldn’t have awakened yet, suggesting she hadn’t fully recovered.

In truth, Edward and the others knew the best strategy was for each to take one shot. They would be severely injured, but not mortally, and would recover with rest. To eliminate Qian Ye, it might be worth it.

Qian Ye, seeing through their thoughts, smirked, “Guess if I can use all three Primordial Guns on the same person?”

Their faces paled.

The locking nature of the Primordial Gun was no secret. Once locked, besides the witch and Anwen, most couldn’t avoid it. Royle definitely couldn’t. Thus, the spider demon was the first to pale.

In the deadlock, the witch calmly said, “Choose whoever you want. Why ask?”

The elites woke from their stupor. The witch’s words were the key. In battle, life and death were fated, and such caution was unnecessary.

Qian Ye’s thoughts raced. He smirked, “Mistress Witch, you hide far away, and my Primordial Gun can’t lock onto you. Of course, you’re generous.”

This half-truth made Edward and Royle hesitate. Especially Royle, who had just been outwitted in the Well of Stars, now trusted the witch and the darkkin the least. He didn’t believe the witch couldn’t stop Qian Ye. The only explanation was that she let Qian Ye approach the well, preventing Royle from enhancing his bloodline.

The witch hadn’t expected this, and saw Edward and Royle’s hesitation. Out of arrogance, she dismissed the need to explain. As she thought of a retort, Qian Ye moved!

His luminous wings unfurled, and Feng Yan Leng activated, causing rolling clouds to obscure him within a ten-meter radius. This wind and mist could disrupt domains and block perception, leaving his actions unknown.

The witch remained calm, slightly narrowing her domain to avoid the mist, still surrounding Qian Ye. She would sense if he left the mist.

Almost immediately, a flash of light burst through the clouds.

Primordial Gun!

Even the calmest elite felt panic. Facing such immense, unavoidable power, no one could remain unperturbed. Royle shouted, “Why me again?!”

In his panicked roar, Royle’s massive body rose rapidly, leaving afterimages in the air, dodging as fast as Qian Ye’s Void Flash.

In a moment, Royle was a hundred meters up, ignoring the formation and gaps. Even at that height, he wasn’t reassured, moving rapidly, making it hard for the Primordial Gun to lock on and giving him a chance to dodge or counter.

This showed Royle’s keen judgment, understanding the Primordial Gun’s power from the first encounter.

But as he fled, the Primordial Gun continued forward. Edward’s face changed. Though the gun wasn’t aimed at him, he was the closest. If not Royle, it was probably aimed at him.

Edward moved ten meters, creating distance, hoping to secure his position.

Though this was wise, the Primordial Gun veered, targeting a peripheral blood kin baron.

A common baron couldn’t withstand the gun. He watched, helpless, as the light feather pierced his chest, and his life quickly drained, dying before he fell.

Each sight of the Primordial Gun’s power chilled the heart.

Qian Ye laughed, his figure flashing, and passed through the fallen baron, using Void Flash to vanish.