Master Su. Spring Void Roll-Does It Look Good?

Su Qing'an remained calm.

Even when it comes to the life and death of someone he cares about, his unwavering Clear Mirror Sword Heart will not waver in the slightest.

All his emotions sank to the bottom, allowing his thinking and logic to operate normally, even more efficiently than usual. The superiority of his Soul Essence enabled him to react beyond that of ordinary people and even Fusion Warrior. He understood the current situation and the optimal solution almost the instant his sword-drawing action froze.

The fact that Christianne only brought up Fu Hua now shows that she had previously regarded her as the vessel for the Udu-dust and did not believe that she would pose a threat to her.

In this situation, the methods employed by the Thousand Herrscher indirectly imply that she has lost confidence in surviving a direct confrontation with herself.

This [theater] truly demonstrated the superiority of its Dominion Authority, maximizing her own advantages and creating an initial situation where she was at an extreme disadvantage.

But this also represents a reality.

--A Thousand Herrscher cannot leave their own domain.

This realm is essentially a product of the combination of Christianne's body and power. Su Qing'an is essentially fighting inside her body. It would be quite fitting to describe the current situation as the most primitive gladiatorial arena in ancient Rome.

Both sides had no choice but to completely crush the other, leaving no room for maneuver.

Since Christianne wants to use Fu Hua to regain her advantage, her subsequent decisions and words are easy to predict.

The goal is nothing more than the power of the Herrscher of Death and the Blank Core that houses most of my skills.

Once these two things are acquired, the situation will reverse again.

Other perverse tastes and acts of self-harm may also exist.

Given Su Qing'an's personality, if there's absolutely no other way, he would indeed hand over the Divine Key and the Blank Core as the other party wished, and even go along with the other party's perverse sense of humor.

However, he also came to understand something through this experience.

That is why she was completely different from all the Herrscher she had ever seen before, and was more like that monster, the missionary, in that they were both extremely cunning and despicable.

Such a clever Herrscher couldn't have failed to realize that, given her certainty that she was no match for the enemy, Fu Hua's life was essentially tied to her own life-saving measures.

She wouldn't have been so decisive in killing Fu Hua if she had no other options.

This means that even if their rescue attempt fails, the other party will not resort to violence in a fit of rage.

Instead, if you obediently listen to the other party's nonsense, you will lose all initiative and become vulnerable to being slaughtered.

Su Qing'an also calculated the probability and certainty of saving Fu Hua and using the power of the Herrscher of Death to untangle the entangled threads within her body and restore her life-threatening injuries.

After sensing Fu Hua's soul and seeing her current appearance, he deduced, based on the flow of Honkai Energy around her, the frequency of her breathing, and her successful connection with Udu-dust, that she was very likely to have become Fusion Warrior.

Based on the initial data analysis and the proposed solutions, the genes that Fu Hua absorbed and fused with were most likely those of Benares, who was at the Judgment-class. Even if she only inherited half of his immortality, the risk of any unexpected events would be greatly reduced.

A conclusion is drawn from the combined factors.

Even in the worst-case scenario, I can pull her back from hell.

If it were someone else, he might not have had such confidence.

However, having envisioned a similar situation where the Black Abyss White Flower would be used on Fu Hua, Su Qing'an had already used the Little Feather's Soul Link with Fu Hua to indirectly understand her body, along with a series of data models obtained through scientific testing and occasional training in virtual space.

The boy could quickly use the Black Abyss White Flower to tailor a treatment plan for him, playing a game of tug-of-war with death.

After all the risks and factors have been assessed, the only remaining question is how to save the people.

Within arm's reach, everyone is an enemy.

If just one more [Eight Desolations] strike is delivered, or [Time Cutter] is unleashed with a sword, this body, which houses the consciousness of Thousand Herrscher, will crumble and perish.

At that time, the [theater] that the opponent created single-handedly will also vanish into thin air.

The crisis naturally subsided.

But it needs to be quick.

Su Qing'an has always been confident in his swordsmanship. His strongest and fastest attack has never been the Inch Heart Fist he learned from Fu Hua, but rather the swordsmanship that now combines all martial arts and Honkai Energy techniques.

So.

Simply draw your sword.

In the brief moment when the other side believed they had the situation under control.

Break free from barriers and constraints.

Tearing apart malice and shackles.

In turn, all the conspiracies and schemes were brought to justice by this one sword.

Su Qing'an lowered his eyes, Honkai Energy Domain contracted to its limit in the instant before Christianne finished speaking, returning to the Honkai Energy cycle on the side of his body. At the same time, [Thousand Stars] was released to its limit.

[Potential] and [Concealment] unfold simultaneously.

The oppression of the soul, accompanied by the downward shift of the scale, suddenly swept across the heavens and earth.

Black Abyss White Flower originally had no scabbard, but in that instant, the entire world became the scabbard.

The space around the boy distorted, and the vacuum circle stopped everything and returned to silence the moment he took his first step.

For a moment, the world seemed to shrink to only black and white. The giant puppets didn't have time to move an inch, and Christianne's words hadn't even finished. The mockery and ridicule were still vivid, as if they were right next to her.

The girl's snow-white hair fell in a still, swaying arc, and her cool profile conveyed a serene expression.

All the scenes came to a halt at this moment. The enemy's thoughts and the falling blade seemed to exist in two truly different dimensions. The flow of time seemed to be altered in the instant of the silent roar in the vacuum.

This is the realm of supersonic speed.

After realizing that the sword could not cut through the shield created by the cycle of power and Honkai Energy, Su Qing'an understood her own shortcomings.

It's not sharp enough, and it's not fast enough.

Not enough to reach the realm that cleaves through time, not enough to reach the invincible shore.

Too weak, too weak, too weak.

If only I could have decisively defeated Satou Yunona back then, if only I could have increased my speed to the point where I could see the entire city as a single step, if only I could have easily severed all obstacles and torn apart all the radiation and Honkai Energy particle propagation mediums, if only...

He needs to be a little stronger.

Then she wouldn't die.

That was the first time Su Qing'an had witnessed someone important die in front of him. Putting aside all other reasons and external factors, he could only attribute it to his own inadequacy and weakness. He felt an even deeper sense of despair at this powerlessness.

Under such circumstances, previously untapped potential and talent are brought to their fullest potential.

Su Qing'an learned the practical methods of Honkai Energy chain reaction after only being hit by Honkai Energy Fission Bomb once.

Its terrifying aspect, upon closer examination, has gradually begun to extend into the realm of power.

What about martial arts?

No one knows what kind of spiritual practice and tempering this person underwent during those brief, peaceful days, during those seemingly self-indulgent times.

He was Kevin's teacher in the manipulation of Honkai Energy.

In the realm of martial arts, no one can discuss his future with him.

Therefore, all changes and evolutions occur silently and imperceptibly amidst the trivial and chaotic fragments of time.

Su Qing'an hadn't used her full strength in a very, very long time.

From the Fifth Herrscher and Chi You to the current Tenth Herrscher, there has been no need for them to use their full strength due to various factors, or they are simply unable to fight due to their inner problems.

Therefore, even Flora could only conclude that he could only defeat the Tenth Herrscher after becoming Fusion Warrior.

In fact, before acquiring the Soul State, the error in this judgment is very small.

Because Su Qing'an's strongest sword strike had previously only existed in the realm of imagination. The true result of piling up all kinds of martial arts was that without Fusion Warrior- level body, using it would be tantamount to suicide.

But things are different now.

They can still live.

The moment the boy stepped into the realm of divine speed, the right side of his body, which had not yet entered the Soul State, collapsed suddenly, like twisted and molten metal or piled-up dust. This was the price he could not bear for reaching such a realm.

But this [Time Cutter] strike separated the giant puppet, the silver thread binding the girl's waist, and all sorts of dangers and conspiracies.

Su Qing'an lowered the sword, and a dazzling flame and force field wave rippled and roared, annihilating the giant puppet's body into [Ashes], like the most dazzling moment before a meteor dies out.

The boy coughed up blood. In the brief moment of blurred consciousness, his Soul State naturally dissipated. He had no mind to immediately manipulate his powers to repair himself, nor did he have the extra energy to master Honkai Energy. Even standing in the void seemed difficult.

And so, the Black Abyss White Flower slipped from his palm.

Su Qing'an used his only remaining left hand to embrace the girl's soft waist. His eyes were half-closed by his increasingly drowsy consciousness, and what he saw was becoming blurred.

Breaking free from the control of the three powers was too taxing, and maintaining this ultimate sword strike only exacerbated his mental exhaustion.

But...

He won.

But she couldn't fall asleep yet; she still needed to use the power of the Herrscher of Death to erase the control of those threads for Hua.

The boy struggled to rouse his consciousness from its descent into silence, only to feel a chill spread throughout his body in the blink of an eye. Intense pain shattered his heart, causing even more crimson to spill from his already bloodied lips. He lowered his gaze and met those eyes that remained as serene as ever, his lips moving but silent.

She held his thin body in her arms, gazing at the sword blade, its patterns growing ever more exquisite as it became stained crimson. A smile crept onto her lips, but her pupils trembled involuntarily. The tone of her voice, a strange blend of laughter and trembling, was tinged with a desolate sadness.

"Master Su, is 'Spring Void Roll' good?"

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

Crimson blood, like Crimson Pearl, fell down the sword's edge, shattering into flowers.

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

The glittering beads, symbolizing unspoken sorrow, fall upon the scales.

Some people were laughing loudly, while others were crying softly.

That was the malice of a thousand consciousnesses.

That was the mockery of a thousand consciousnesses.

Even a threat that no ordinary person could ignore requires extreme caution when targeting that person. They value emotions and others highly, yet are simultaneously more resilient, decisive, and powerful than you might imagine.

[Therefore, proceed with caution in this battle, Christianne.]

Clearly, the fact that the Thousand Herrscher is still alive means that she has followed Flora's instructions.

When Christianne transferred Fu Hua into the body's shell, she also hid her main consciousness in other corners.

This is her home turf, her domain, so it's not difficult for her to do something like this.

Su Qing'an, who was trying to save Fu Hua, could not choose to attack the domain itself directly. He could only target the giant puppet, which meant that he was destined not to be able to kill the Thousand Herrscher in one go.

But this sword strike was not without its gains.

To prevent the transfer of consciousness from being detected, the Thousand Herrscher only transferred a portion of their personality and subjective consciousness, which has led to the current [Theater] being on the verge of collapse.

If Christianne hadn't chosen to heed Flora's advice and treated Su Qing'an with utmost caution, she would only have the Herrscher Core left.

Su Qing'an's consciousness grew increasingly chaotic. He desperately tried to contact the Divine Key, which had fallen into the distance, and used its power to repair his body.

However, the [Spring Void Roll] that had penetrated the heart became a fatal obstacle, and the fine threads of the Thousand Herrscher continued to spread along this wound, interfering with the body to the point that it could hardly do anything.

The Void Sword Qi can still resist. As long as it can be used to push away the person in one's arms, all injuries can be healed, allowing for another cycle of life and death and reversing the situation.

Fine, dense threads emerged from her delicate, pale skin, like wriggling parasites tearing through blood vessels and the epidermis, carrying blood out to the outside.

This is a warning.

Su Qing'an's current condition is extremely poor. He has no confidence that he can use the Black Abyss White Flower to bring them back to normal at the moment when they are both close to death or have even touched death.

Fu Hua was being controlled, both in her mind and body.

The instant she was attacked, Su Qing'an realized she was in a terrifying situation.

This has led to the current predicament of being attacked from both sides, caught in a pincer movement.

Meanwhile, Fu Hua in his arms was still manipulating the Udu-dust, attempting to modify her own consciousness.

However, the fact that the attack was not intense and its frequency was strange indicates that the mental manipulation encountered fierce resistance from the victim after the sword was thrust out.

All of this happened so suddenly, yet it was all perfectly planned.

Christianne seemed to have obtained all the relevant information from someone who knew her very well beforehand, and spent a great deal of time researching and preparing.

She not only chose to fight when she couldn't control her body, but also instantly deployed a domain to isolate all external information, gathered two powers and Seele's memories, and even took control of Fu Hua herself in advance.

This was a premeditated and meticulously planned operation.

How much meticulous calculation is required to control Fu Hua, who has become Fusion Warrior and is now linked with Udu-dust?

How much time would it take to create such a sturdy and massive domain?

Thousand Herrscher.

Aside from Fuxi, this was the most troublesome and terrifying enemy Su Qing'an had ever encountered.

If the enemy's plan is allowed to succeed at this point, it's not hard to imagine how much civilization will be devoured.

In this apocalyptic chaos, humanity is extremely cautious in order to survive, always walking on thin ice.

Yet similar factors always seem to force the approach and arrival of the end.

Su Qing'an can lose the victory, but he cannot be defeated here.

One after another, puppets emerged from the void as silk threads cascaded down, clapping their hands excitedly, creating eerie rhythms and tones, and laughing loudly:

"I know, Su Qing'an."

"She's very important to you, isn't she?"

Christianne's voice resonated throughout the entire [theater]:

"She is the deep affection you had in your youth, and the root of your current demons."

"She is a god or Buddha you cannot abandon, but now she is a demon that devours your bones and blood."

"Being betrayed must feel terrible, right? Isn't it very sad? Isn't it very painful? For a moment, did sorrow and despair take over even more than anger towards the culprit behind it?"

"Right? Right? I guessed right."

"You're so pitiful, like a beggar suffering from the bitter cold, unwanted and clinging to a coin given to you out of pity, even praying that it might bring you some warmth."

"Hahahaha, so pitiful, so pitiful."

After that, she received no response from Su Qing'an, as if his words had never been heard and did not require a reply.

The boy merely attempted to embrace the girl in his arms with his fully restored right arm. He glanced at the increasingly vibrant Yumei Ren blooming on the blade, but this was an answer to the question she had asked earlier:

"Yes, it looks great."

"But thankfully, she wasn't named Yumei Ren), but rather a different name."

Upon hearing this, Fu Hua raised her head. Her eyes were upturned at the corners, and she was smiling brightly. Her expression was clearly radiant, but deep within her pupils, a misty haze filled the air, as if a heavy sorrow had frozen over. The crimson color grew even darker, just like the Yumei Ren that had swayed and bloomed on the blade back then.

She asked:

"Why?"

Su Qing'an responded softly:

"Because whether it's used as a title for a poem or as a name for a flower, the connotations aren't very good, so I don't like it."

The girl's throat seemed to choke, and tears welled up in her eyes and slowly streamed down her face. After a long while, she stammered, "..."

"Then why name it 'Spring Void Roll'?"

The boy's lips kissed the corner of her reddened eye, meeting her bitter tears. He smiled and whispered:

"Because of 'Calming the Tempest,' it is also known as 'Spring Void Roll.'"

Su Qing'an never felt sad about Fu Hua's actions.

Those few tears that fell onto the scales were born from the self-blame and pain she felt for the sword, from the sadness she felt because she was powerless yet still couldn't forgive herself, but had nothing to do with the word "betrayal".

The boy never thought Fu Hua would kill him.

Even at the very moment the blade pierces the heart, it is the same.

In Su Qing'an's eyes, this sword strike was a gift from Christianne and had nothing to do with Hua.

Therefore, there is no question of betrayal, nor is there any sadness about it.

The girl's eyelashes fluttered, and glistening tears slid down her cheeks. The smile on her face gradually faded, and her lips moved involuntarily.

"I see."

Christianne made one more mistake.

She is neither a god nor a demon.

Hua is Hua, nothing more.

Inside the Soul Hall, the scales tipped.

There's a fire burning.