"How... how is that possible?!"
On the battlefield, Ya'er watched as the phantom casually opened its mouth and swallowed her attack cleanly. Even she was filled with disbelief.
Everything that had happened before had made her believe that everything she saw was real.
Whether it was the clarity of the cat phantom or that female voice, all of it was real.
This was merely a phantom of the Void Empress.
Yet an attack unleashed by a mere phantom could be so terrifying—how could she not be shocked?
One had to know that the two moves she had unleashed had originally been prepared for the sword spirit.
They had also been the source of her greatest confidence.
Yet attacks that were like her ultimate killing weapons and greatest trump cards had proven so utterly vulnerable. The blow to her was imaginable.
"As expected of the Imperial Empress race, a race that has never even appeared in legend. Truly terrifying."
Ya'er was jolted awake from her shock by a voice so weak it seemed on the verge of vanishing.
She suddenly turned around.
She saw Qin Shaofeng frantically swallowing all kinds of spiritual medicines and pills, yet his body was visibly being drained empty. His entire body trembled.
"This time... perhaps I was wrong. I underestimated the sword spirit of Divine Melody too much." Ya'er's voice was full of dejection.
"It is this sword spirit that has grown powerful to a degree beyond anything we could imagine."
Qin Shaofeng shook his head and said, "If it were the Void Empress herself undergoing this transformation, then perhaps we truly would not have the slightest chance. But if it is only this phantom of the Void Empress, it may not necessarily mean we have no way out."
"Oh?"
Ya'er froze. Li Naling at her