Amid the dust that filled the sky, the crimson figure slowly emerged.
"Looks like... your ability doesn't seem to work on me?"
As his words fell, Lin Qiye became an afterimage. In the blink of an eye, he swept across the ruins, raising a fist before An Qingyu once more...
Bang—!
As the second punch flew out, the surface of An Qingyu's body, which had mostly healed, suddenly solidified from scarlet flesh into pitch-black mysterious crystals. Like an enormous shield, they stood before him. When Lin Qiye's fist struck it, a dizzying shockwave erupted.
Dense cracks spread across the Black Crystal's surface before it shattered and scattered moments later!
Lin Qiye felt a sharp pain shoot through his fist. The recoil forced him back several steps as he frowned at the shattered Black Crystal shield.
An Qingyu's newly formed flesh body was likewise struck by the immense recoil. One of his arms exploded directly into a mist of blood. Before his flesh could regenerate, he scattered into countless crimson rats and reformed several hundred meters away.
Skin reappeared over that hollow blood-red face. An Qingyu stared at Lin Qiye in the distance, his expression grave.
Lin Qiye's body could not be reassembled, and he possessed monstrous strength and defense. In a sense, he truly countered An Qingyu's ability... Even if An Qingyu could regenerate without limit, at this rate, there was no telling how long they would keep fighting.
Could he only use that?
An Qingyu watched Lin Qiye draw closer, a faint gleam flickering in his eyes. After a moment, he drew a deep breath and used his blood-red fingers to trace a long arc across the surface of his gray pupils.
A vast, mysterious aura suddenly descended over London!
The instant that aura appeared, Lin Qiye halted. He