Try It?

Amid the billowing smoke, flickering flames surged outward. Shen Qingzhu's pupils suddenly contracted at the sight!

Neither he nor Lin Qiye had ever expected a Red Robe Oracle Envoy to self-destruct after dying. The explosion had been triggered far too suddenly, without the slightest warning. Even if Shen Qingzhu wanted to save Lin Qiye, it was already too late.

He was just about to raise his hand when he froze in place the next moment.

Within the flames, an enormous black blade, like a heavy wall, stood before the rigid Lin Qiye, perfectly blocking all the blast waves and fire.

Black Rope?

The blazing flames danced before the blade. The explosion blasted a massive crater into the ground, yet the spot where Lin Qiye stood had not been affected in the slightest. Other than a few singed strands of hair, he was practically unhurt.

Lin Qiye stood there, staring blankly at the black blade that had suddenly appeared before him. As though recalling something, he looked up toward the end of the road.

There, a middle-aged man in a sequined suit, with a withered red rose tucked into his waistband and two long blades at his hip, was slowly walking toward them.

Uncle Kyosuke.

"Oracle Envoys have all undergone bodily modifications. Once they lose their vital signs, they automatically self-destruct, carrying out indiscriminate large-scale destructive attacks. Be more careful in the future, Asaba." Uncle Kyosuke emerged from the thick smoke and smiled at Lin Qiye.

As his words fell, the projection of Black Rope that had blocked the blow for Lin Qiye gradually faded away. Uncle Kyosuke's hand also left the hilt of his blade and slipped back into his pocket.

"I see..."

Lin Qiye stared at the two long blades at Uncle Kyosuke's waist. After a brief pause, he