In this situation, forget Lin Heng, who loved watching a lively spectacle—even Meng Yutong found the squabbles between the younger generation somewhat amusing.
But on second thought, every last one of them had come for her own little show-off.
Her expression immediately fell again, hovering somewhere between laughable and not funny at all.
"(╰_╯) Ahhh! You're courting death!" Su Qiubai was thoroughly enraged. Her Crown Feather Spear carved out a fierce arc as Star God Slash erupted in fury, its violent energy tearing through the air and charging straight at Su Wanyue's face.
Her attacks were broad and powerful, spear shadows layered upon one another, every strike carrying mountain-crushing force. Su Wanyue had no choice but to focus fully, repeatedly dodging and parrying with the unique movement technique of their Eastern Continent Star God Temple.
Forceful energy surged throughout the field, starlight bursting everywhere.
After the fierce exchange, fine beads of sweat had formed at both their temples, reflecting a crystalline sheen beneath the starlight and moonlight.
Su Qiubai's breathing was slightly rushed, her full chest rising and falling faintly. Beneath her tight dress, fragrant sweat had dampened her temples and neck.
Though Su Wanyue's movements remained graceful, tiny beads of sweat had seeped from the sides of her nose beneath her exquisite makeup. Her breathing was no longer as steady as before, a post-exertion flush coloring her fair skin, while loose strands of hair clung messily to her sweat-dampened cheeks.
At this moment, the true fire sparked by their clash only grew fiercer!
What had clearly begun as a contest between Star God Temple saintesses now resembled the eruption of a private grudge that had built up for ages.
Just as the two were about to grit their teeth and continue their all-out fight—
"Enough!"
A figure suddenly slipped,