While Bai Yang was still torn with indecision, Lan Xin had already rushed toward him, sword in hand.
Her sword was too fast—so fast it defied reason, as if it could ignore the distance between two points in space. At the same time, it was too cold, so cold that it seemed capable of freezing a person's very soul.
Bai Yang recognized the sword in her hand. Back in Taoshan County, it had been bloodred, and it had pierced his heart. Now, it had turned pure black, black as ink—and even more terrifying!
"Be careful, young master!" Little Cat cried from afar, but she could do nothing to help.
The powerful figures watching from every direction viewed the scene with varying emotions. No matter who they were, they had to admit that at such close range, there was no way they could escape the Demon Girl's sword unscathed.
"It'd be better if he died. A freakish genius like him shouldn't exist in this world," Treasure King muttered, staring fixedly in their direction.
Sea King's gaze wavered. She wanted to help, but by the time she hesitated, it was already too late. Lan Xin's sword was less than ten meters from Bai Yang's heart. At her speed, that distance was no distance at all!
Buzz...!
The space where Bai Yang stood trembled. Ripples spread in circles, sweeping across the heavens and earth in every direction, as if the void itself were about to shatter.
Boundless golden light filled the sky, like the sun hanging overhead.
An Eighth-grade Merit Golden Lotus appeared above Bai Yang's head, sending down streams of Merit Golden Light. Lan Xin's sword, swift to the extreme, couldn't harm him in the slightest. It stopped a meter away, unable to advance another inch.
"Brother Lan, how can I save