"You will go no further!"
The Evil Emperor swung a mental tentacle toward Xiao Meng.
Even though the tentacle was constantly annihilated and reassembled in the process, it did not affect the final outcome.
Xiao Meng could be said to be at the end of her rope.
Meanwhile, the Evil Emperor had not been affected by the previous battle in the slightest.
Part of the reason was the gap in their strength, but the true difference lay in their foundations.
Xiao Meng was strong and highly talented. That was undeniable.
Xiao Tianyang himself had acknowledged it.
But she had risen to fame too recently, accumulated too little, and was simply too young.
Therefore, it was only natural for Xiao Meng to suffer a disadvantage in this regard.
At the same time, the Evil Emperor actually felt somewhat repulsed by—or rather, wary of—Xiao Meng.
Because her calm, detached gaze was almost constantly provoking its emotions.
As for why, perhaps only it itself knew.
However, there was no heroic rescue of a beauty here.
Xiao Tianyang was not that idle.
Besides, he did not need such a cliché to win a beauty's favor.
Moreover, Xiao Meng definitely would not fall for that.
Just as the mental tentacle broke through Xiao Meng's outer defenses, Xiao Tianyang appeared in front of her.
He held no weapon. Instead, he condensed his Mental Power into a guillotine suspended in mid-air.
Crack!
The mental tentacle was severed in two by the guillotine!
Yet strangely, at the instant it was cut apart, the mental tentacle did not disperse like other mental attacks!
Instead, it writhed through the air like a living creature, greatly intriguing Xiao Tianyang.
At the same time, Xiao Tianyang immediately activated [Ancient Divine Eyes].
He wanted to see exactly what the hell this thing was!