Ye Qingyu's eyes suddenly cleared. She had no idea what skill she had just used. The moment she gripped the blade with both hands, she had simply done it naturally. Yet she had never expected it not to be a soul skill, while possessing lethality far beyond that of one. Even a five-ring defense-type soul master could not withstand a single exchange.
Ye Qingyu had intended to sheath the Purgatory Blade on her back again, but she found that she could not summon even a trace of strength. She felt as weak as if she had gone five days and five nights without rest, and instantly collapsed onto the ground.
"When I focused completely on wielding the Purgatory Blade, I happened to summon the Blood Kill Qi Master had sealed within it. No wonder I couldn't muster any strength after that strike."
Zhang Ning watched from afar, showing no intention of helping. After all, this was Ye Qingyu's own mission. What she should do depended on what she herself wanted.
But just as she was preparing to head back, she suddenly sensed an ominous presence steadily closing in from behind the forest cabin.
"There are still gang remnants? But the mission intelligence said there were only ten gang members, didn't it?"
Although Ye Qingyu could still fight, her energy expenditure had been enormous. If this gang remnant were at the same level as her, she would still have a chance in battle. But if he had concealed his strength like the previous gang boss, then unless she unleashed another powerful blade technique like before, she could only run.
"I never expected someone to be faster than this old man. The one who killed Black Bull was actually a little girl who had just entered the world. Then this old