The Clash! Clash! Clash!

Far away.

Lu Zhiwei stared fixedly at everything unfolding before her, breathing hard.

Powerful!

Chen He was even stronger than she had imagined.

Chen Yan, who had filled her with endless terror, was now being firmly suppressed by Chen He.

An overwhelming rush of joy rose in her heart.

Splash, splash...

Qi and Blood streamed from her severed neck, transforming into her body. A silver longsword appeared in her hand.

She would launch a surprise attack—kill Chen Yan, the beast who had put her through endless torment.

She was one of Lu Prefecture's Eight Elders. Who had the right to treat her like this?

Endless hatred took root in her heart and erupted.

Chen Yan swept his spear down, but the layers of superimposed gravity forced its tip low.

Chen He slammed down with a fist, knocking the spearhead aside. His eyes flashed with cold fury as he kicked out. Black Light abruptly flared at his toes, and terrifying gravity was instantly added to the blow.

The kick seemed to carry the weight of an entire world.

Chen Yan's eyes narrowed. His body flickered, and he narrowly dodged the kick.

At that very instant—

Boom!

A bone spike pierced straight through Chen Yan's chest, spraying blood.

"I condemn you to death!"

Chen He's ink-black hair whipped wildly as he pointed. Above the sky, bones drenched in blood intertwined and rained down, transforming into countless streaks of Flowing Light that stabbed toward Chen Yan.

Chen He watched coldly, seeing everything with perfect clarity this time.

He had already killed two "Chen Yans." This one couldn't be a fake.

He was going to win.

Just then—

A soft shhk.

A silver sword suddenly pierced through Chen He's chest from behind. His body stiffened, and Lu Zhiwei's voice rang out behind him, cold