“Qian Ye! I will not spare you!” Lin Jiar, like a bolt of lightning, flew out from her flagship and charged through the air toward the Hall of Heroes.
The flagship, now resembling a shattered beehive, spat out countless figures. Compared to the massive hull, each demon offspring seemed even smaller than a bee. Several clearly more powerful demon offspring chased after Lin Jiar, trying to stop her. Combat in the void was the prerogative of the great princes, and though Lin Jiar was formidable, she was still far from the level of a prince. To attack in this manner, she could only exert about two-thirds of her full strength.
Yet Lin Jiar’s speed was extraordinary, and even in the void, she could cover hundreds of meters in an instant, leaving her subordinates far behind. Seeing her determined resolve, a few subordinates had no choice but to return to the flagship. They could not remain in the void for long, and more importantly, there were at least several hundred demon crew members on the ship. Their ordinary strength meant they could not survive in the void and needed to enter lifeboats to survive. Now, the flagship was completely split in two, and the fate of those still inside depended on the assistance of these stronger individuals.
Driven by intense anger, Lin Jiar cared little for her subordinates’ lives and charged alone toward the Hall of Heroes. She intended to take Qian Ye down with her own power, only then would her hatred be quenched.
Even in the void, Lin Jiar moved like lightning, approaching the Hall of Heroes in a few swift turns, directly heading for the massive gap in the hull. However, when she was just dozens of meters away, she collided with an invisible barrier. The barrier was both strong and resilient, and due to her unpreparedness, she was actually bounced back.
She was shocked, but a moment later, delight filled her. A protective field like this could only be possessed by a duke’s flagship. Even she, due to insufficient resources, could not afford such a defensive array. Qian Ye’s warship, so large yet with a robust defensive field, must have been exceedingly expensive.
Her initial charge failing, Lin Jiar adjusted herself, and dark magic energy enveloped her as she gave it her all, once again charging toward the Hall of Heroes. But that first collision had already alerted Qian Ye, and the Hall of Heroes swayed, its tail lashing out at Lin Jiar.
A single strike from the tail could severely damage a battleship, and its power was unparalleled. But Lin Jiar was incredibly agile, and she dodged the tail’s lash, then forcefully breached the defensive field, landing on the back of the Hall of Heroes.
She had barely found her footing when a flash of sword light appeared before her, the sharp sword aura piercing her skin. Qian Ye, instead of hiding or defending, had chosen to counterattack!
Lin Jiar was furious. Despite the vast difference in cultivation, Qian Ye dared to take the initiative, clearly not placing her in high regard.
Lin Jiar neither dodged nor avoided, lifting her left arm and chopping at the East Peak with her palm, daring to clash with the blade!
The impact of palm and sword produced a sound like metal clashing, followed by a wave of destruction radiating in all directions. In this wave, even steel would be twisted, but the ground beetle’s flesh and bones remained unharmed.
Lin Jiar leaned back, retreating several steps. The power of this sword exceeded her expectations, and she almost failed to block it.
Surprisingly, Lin Jiar’s left hand was unscathed, much to Qian Ye’s surprise. He focused his gaze and noticed that her hands, unlike her neck and cheeks, were covered in flesh-colored gloves.
After this exchange, both hesitated, eyeing each other warily. Only now did Qian Ye have the chance to carefully observe this formidable enemy.
Lin Jiar was exceptionally tall, even taller than Qian Ye by half a head. The innate allure and beauty of the demon kin were fully displayed in her, even in her enraged expression, which held a captivating power. She wore elaborate attire, deep black with dark gold patterns, with intricate designs on the collar and cuffs that were not just decorative but also imbued with various abilities from origin arrays.
Standing there, what was most striking was not just her face, but her incredibly long legs.
After a brief standoff, Lin Jiar moved first. From a distance of ten meters, she kicked high over her head, then pressed down, forming a crescent-shaped blade of dark magic energy that slashed fiercely at Qian Ye!
Qian Ye sidestepped the magic blade, took a step forward, and in one move, was in front of Lin Jiar, the East Peak slicing across her waist.
The two instantly clashed, their movements weaving together, almost indistinguishable. In a blink, blood splattered everywhere, droplets like bullets exploding on the ground beetle’s flesh and bone. The flying droplets were a vivid red with a hint of gold, clearly Qian Ye’s blood.
As they passed each other, Lin Jiar, seemingly in the dominant position, suddenly let out a cry of shame and anger, instantly creating distance and glaring at Qian Ye.
Qian Ye was now covered in wounds, the longest from his shoulder to his waist. Though not deep, these cuts indicated the force of Lin Jiar’s attacks, given his physical resilience.
Ignoring his injuries, Qian Ye turned the East Peak and plucked a shimmering earring from the blade. The earring still had a round drop of blood attached to it.
Lin Jiar touched her left ear, her face pale with rage. Her left earlobe was bleeding, and her earring was gone.
“Unfortunately, it was a bit off,” Qian Ye said expressionlessly, flicking the earring to the ground and stomping on it, causing it to shatter with a crisp sound.
Trembling with fury, Lin Jiar said coldly, “You are dead!”
She flashed, appearing before Qian Ye in an instant, her right leg like a giant axe, sweeping at his neck. A black magic blade condensed at her foot, the force of the kick no less than a slash from the East Peak. If hit, Qian Ye would be decapitated.
Facing this angry kick, Qian Ye did not dodge, holding the East Peak upright and solidly blocking the attack.
Another shockwave swept around, making Lin Jiar tremble. Meanwhile, Qian Ye retreated several steps, getting grazed by the residual magic blade, adding another wound. Despite his many injuries, Qian Ye seemed oblivious, as if his body was not his own. Even in her rage, Lin Jiar felt a chill.
Qian Ye retreated over ten meters, planting the East Peak into the ground to stop his momentum.
Lin Jiar, still paralyzed, wanted to pursue. But before she could land, she saw Qian Ye pull out a pair of short guns, fusing them into one.
Reacting on instinct, Lin Jiar leaped back, fleeing into the distance.
But she had only flown a hundred meters when an overwhelming, irresistible pressure descended from the sky, heavily pressing down on Lin Jiar. For a moment, she felt as if she were facing the three supreme beings atop the Holy Mountain. The profound fear that gripped her heart halted her momentum.
“Bad!” Lin Jiar, startled, unleashed her magic energy, using all her might to resist the pressure, regaining her freedom of movement.
At that very moment, Qian Ye unfolded a pair of radiant wings, and the short gun in his hand trembled, firing a light feather imbued with endless destruction directly at Lin Jiar.
There was no way to dodge.
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