The sense of dissonance returned. Lu Yin's streamers constantly circled around him. He had no way of seeing through the Seven Star Mantis's speed on his own; all he could do was adapt to it and cling desperately to its wings.
All of space and time had become the Seven Star Mantis's flying stage.
Meanwhile, Jiang Qingyue stood with blood at the corner of her mouth. Her white sword was stained with patches of green blood from the Ancestral Realm mantis.
The Ancestral Realm mantis had seen the battle between the Seven Star Mantis and Lu Yin. It wasn't stupid, and it wanted to escape too. But it wasn't the Seven Star Mantis and didn't have that kind of speed. Every time it tried to leave, Jiang Qingyue interrupted it. Even without the Original Treasure Formation, it couldn't get away.
"Human, you can't beat me. Give up. Your target is the Seven Star boss, not me. I promise I won't target humans again." The Ancestral Realm mantis spoke in a shrill, grating voice.
Jiang Qingyue had fought it fiercely up until now, and both of them were wounded. In the mantis's eyes, it was already impressive that she had managed to fight it this long. There was no way she could win, though winning would be difficult for it as well.
"Young Master, leave the rest to me," Dragon Turtle said from inside Jiang Qingyue's sleeve.
Jiang Qingyue's voice was cold. "It's my opponent."
Dragon Turtle's gaze was conflicted. "Young Master, you're not thinking of using that move, are you?"
Jiang Qingyue didn't answer. Her sword slowly lowered.
Seeing this, the Ancestral Realm mantis relaxed. "A wise choice, human." It began tearing open the void to leave.
Suddenly, snowflakes swirled through the deep, dark starry sky, their source unknown. The