Fast—blindingly fast. It was impossible to perceive at all. Xiao Qing's figure swept past, leaving behind extreme afterimages. Cold arcs continuously descended, bringing a terrifying scarlet hue. Her body moved so fast that it brushed through the air, leaving behind horrifying afterimages. Shadows kept flashing past, followed by sword qi that continuously pierced through.
Under my horrified gaze, Xiao Qing's body moved so fast that I had no time to react. Afterimages kept tearing through my body. Scarlet arcs swept across me, taking my blood with them. Yet all I could do was watch, unable to perceive her movements. She was simply too fast.
She was so fast that even my thoughts could not keep up, let alone any attempt to counterattack.
Yet every attack was only a phantom. Xiao Qing had grown powerful to an absurd degree, moving so fast that I could not react. At that moment, all I could do was helplessly watch my life slip away, powerless to stop it.
After Xiao Qing's body tore past me, she swept onward, then returned to her original position.
"How was that?"
"Not bad. That was already a divine ability. Mortals could not withstand it," I said.
"Then why aren't you dead?" Xiao Qing asked.
"But I'm not a mortal." I gave a cold snort. The crisscrossing wounds covering my body healed at a visible speed.
"Then I'd like to see how long you can keep holding out."
Xiao Qing flashed toward me again. Her speed had transformed into a streak of azure light, bringing with it horrifying afterimages.
I merely gave a cold laugh. Without hesitation, I gripped Demon Blade Muramasa and thrust it directly into the ground. At that instant, sword qi shook through the area. Countless weapons suddenly surged from the surrounding ground—sabers, spears, swords, halberds,