"You really did find me. I'm surprised. It seems you're different from everyone else."
The sudden appearance of the Blood-colored Killing Sword and Jiang Ruoyao caught Xia Qiuer off guard, but her expression remained calm.
Facing the attack, she simply pushed her palm forward, stopping the Blood-colored Killing Sword as it thrust toward her. Then she struck out with her other hand, meeting Jiang Ruoyao as she followed close behind.
Boom—
The two separated at the first clash. Jiang Ruoyao landed nearby with her sword in hand, staring coldly at Xia Qiuer.
The serene, peaceful Xia Qiuer of old was gone. Her hair whipped in the wind as a terrifying, violent aura engulfed her. Her eyes shone with confidence, and her expression was haughty.
"Do you think you're a match for me?"
Xia Qiuer laughed loudly, her tone mocking. "You are different from everyone else, indeed. You're much stronger than those I've killed. But you're still no match for me, especially while I possess this body."
As she spoke, she drew in a deep breath as though savoring the moment. Her laughter grew even more unrestrained. "You have no idea how wonderful this woman is. Her Mortal Dao has reached a height never attained before. She's far stronger than anyone else realizes!"
"But she had the misfortune of meeting me. Everything she did before has become my wedding dress. Hahaha..."
Jiang Ruoyao said nothing and advanced with her sword.
A storm of blood surged around her, shrouding the Void Abyss for billions of miles and sealing off every escape route.
"This body's memories contain things about you. She admired you—admired you very, very much. But she only dared to bury that admiration deep in her heart, silently playing the supporting role."
Xia Qiuer looked down at Jiang Ruoyao, her gaze