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Leng Qingqiu's grasp of the situation was ultimately one step too late.
West of Moonlight City.
The mountains rose like an enraged dragon lifting its head, with sheer hundred-zhang cliffs on both sides and a solitary peak suddenly thrusting up behind them.
Only halfway up the mountain had a massive rock platform half a li across been carved out, and upon it stood a castle built from Black Rock. Moss had layered the years between the cracks in the bricks and stones, while beneath that moss lay countless Beast Claw tears and Sharp Weapon cleaving marks, shallow and deep, crisscrossing in every direction.
At the foot of the mountain, it should have been a painting—farmhouses with cooking smoke, pastures dotted like stars, lakes reflecting lush forests.
Yet at this moment, that serenity had long since been torn to shreds.
Bluish-black pillars of smoke surged up from towers and battlements all across the castle, licking at the gray, murky sky.
The stench of char and blood pressed heavily down, replacing the fresh scent of grass and trees in the mountains.
Beside the wreckage of the west corner tower.
Chen Hanxin braced herself on her sword, her ice-blue fighting outfit long since stained in broad patches of dark brown and vivid red.
Claw marks of varying depths and bruises from impacts stretched from her shoulders and arms to her waist. Even the faintest breath tugged at tearing pain, and beads of sweat mixed with blood rolled down from her temples.
She raised her head slightly, her eyes like cold stars locking onto the two enemies bearing down on her like mountains dozens of meters away.
Slaughter Deer Soul Douluo Miao Chenfeng curled his lips, revealing a strange smile mixed with bloody