All Over?

Bang!

A violent energy explosion suddenly rang out in the dark void.

Then, a figure clad in battle armor flew backward while spitting blood, crashing into the void and rolling several times before finally coming to a stop.

"Hmph, rebel of the Three Great Dragon Islands, surrender now! Where do you think you're going?"

A burly man in black leather stepped out of the darkness, spat, and barked.

Upon closer inspection, that familiar face belonged to none other than Hei Qing, whom they had encountered twice before.

He strode up to his heavily wounded opponent, planted a foot on the man's chest, and shouted down at him, "If you won't surrender now, then when? Do you insist on tasting the Dragon Slaying Sword first?"

As he spoke, Hei Qing spat again. "Trash like you can't even beat me. You're not qualified to die by His Majesty's Dragon Slaying Sword."

"I surrender." The armored man coughed and lowered his head.

"Hmph, at least you know what's good for you. Since you're willing to surrender, come back with me and await His Majesty's judgment." Only then did Hei Qing withdraw his foot, giving the man a kick in the backside along the way.

"Hm? Who's spying on us? Get the hell out here!" Hei Qing abruptly halted, spun around, and fixed his gaze on a patch of darkness as he shouted in a low voice.

At the same time, his aura surged as he prepared for battle.

The heavily wounded armored man beside him frowned. His eyes flickered for a moment before he finally sighed and stood beside Hei Qing as well.

"Hehe, Hei Qing. Long time no see."

Space in the darkness rippled slightly, and two figures stepped out as calm laughter slowly echoed.

"Wei Yang?" Hei Qing stared at the