By the edge of a cliff,
stood a man and a woman.
The man wore a wide, flowing white robe and held a sword with a plain, archaic design.
A sky-blue long skirt fluttered in the wind around the woman, giving her a holy, aloof aura fit only for distant admiration.
"Unless what?" Long Bo asked. After hearing the woman mention that someone intended to slaughter cities and use ordinary people to practice techniques to increase their strength, how could he stand by and watch?
As for whether she was lying about the city-wide slaughters, he had no doubts. Before escaping to this place, he had survived five waves of pursuit along his journey and had witnessed a village completely wiped out.
Those sudden arrivals acted without restraint, cruel and perverted, and could hardly be called human.
Originally, he thought those situations were confined to a small scale, but the woman's words told him that such events would happen on a massive scale. With his extremely righteous worldview, Long Bo naturally wanted to stop it.
"Unless... unless... unless a miracle happens." The woman in the blue dress let out a long sigh.
Long Bo urged anxiously, "Lives are at stake. Is there anything that cannot be said?"
The woman in the blue dress replied, "Mortal Realm Fifth Layer!"
"You are not from our world, so you do not understand the true weight of the Mortal Realm Fifth Layer, which is why you think you can save them."
Long Bo inquired, "Then how strong is your strength?"
The woman in the blue dress answered, "Mortal Realm Second Layer."
"What?" Long Bo's expression turned grave. He had crossed swords with the woman before; their meeting had not been peaceful from the start.
He had a deep appreciation for the woman's strength. Back