"Roar! You're not only refusing to run, but actually approaching a Herrscher?" Qianjie said as he advanced toward her, his words loaded with hostility. Sirin summoned several Void Lances and thrust them at him. At that moment, she still had no idea what she was about to face.
Qianjie stomped his right foot, sending a shock wave in every direction. The Void Lances shattered before they could even touch his body.
Sirin's heart lurched. She immediately flew into the air. Before she could launch her next attack, Qianjie leaped to her side and fired a flame projectile at her. Fortunately, she activated an Imaginary Barrier in time, preventing the terrifying flames from scorching her.
After landing, Qianjie leaped into the air again. Sirin hurriedly teleported away, narrowly avoiding his fist. By then, sweat had begun to bead on her forehead, and an indescribable fear spread through her heart. She had never felt this way before—not even when she was about to be swallowed by Welt's simulated black hole.
Qianjie gave her no time to overthink. Flame projectiles rained down from all directions like a meteor shower, and she kept blinking around to avoid being struck.
"Herrscher, can't you even let me enjoy myself?"
Qianjie's taunt made the already flustered Sirin even more anxious.
Damn it, I still have to get close... I've got it. I'll use that move!
A seemingly ethereal spear suddenly appeared in Sirin's hand. She blinked to Qianjie's side, and the spear passed straight through his body the moment it touched him, causing no damage at all. Apparently realizing that her attack had failed, Sirin—who had kept her Imaginary Barrier active—took Qianjie's punch head-on before quickly teleporting away.
After repeating this attack pattern several times, the spear still failed to inflict any damage on Qianjie. He had