Shui Yue'er hovered in midair, the Wings of the Ice Phoenix behind her beating gently and stirring up waves of frigid air.
She looked down at the two falling figures. The smile in her eyes had long since vanished, replaced by utter indifference.
Her master had taught her this.
When passing judgment, one must not let personal feelings interfere.
Once you had drawn your blade, you had to finish the job.
On the battlefield, mercy toward your enemy was cruelty toward yourself.
The people of Skywater City never let grudges linger overnight, because their enemies died on the spot!
"It's over."
Shui Yue'er murmured softly.
She raised the long blade in her hand once more, her body turning into a streak of light as she chased after the falling Dai Mubai.
Strike while he's down!
This slash aimed straight for Dai Mubai's throat.
Fast!
Too fast!
So fast that no one could react in time.
On the city wall, Tang San's eyes nearly split with rage.
That was his brother!
"How dare you!"
Tang San roared, driving his Purple Demon Eye to its limits.
He couldn't afford to worry about rules or propriety. Though he didn't have the Sea God Trident in hand, his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul erupted in an instant.
"Blue Silver Emperor, Entanglement!"
Countless thick Blue Silver Grass vines shot up from the ground like crazed, growing serpents, trying to block Shui Yue'er's blade.
At the same time, Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to rush forward, his figure as elusive as a ghost.
He swept out with his right hand, releasing a force from Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon in an attempt to pull Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing back.
However, Shui Yue'er's blade was too sharp.
The incredibly tough Blue Silver Emperor vines, which could even withstand fire and lightning, were like tofu before the Sky Ice Cloud Blade.
They couldn't even hold it back for a moment. The instant the blade touched them, they snapped.
Fragments scattered through the air.
But Tang San was the Sea God, after all. His all-out rescue effort still managed to make a difference.
As Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon pulled him, Dai Mubai's body suddenly jerked backward.
That tiny shift let him dodge the fatal blow to his throat.
But—
Shui Yue'er didn't withdraw her blade.
If she couldn't take his head, she'd take something else!
The blade swept downward, trailing an unstoppable, icy gleam as it passed over Dai Mubai's lower body.
"Argh—!!!"
A scream of utterly excruciating pain instantly drowned out every other sound on the battlefield.
It was so shrill that it hardly sounded human.
It made everyone's scalp crawl and sent chills down their backs.
Tang San caught the blood-soaked Dai Mubai and retreated in a flash, landing back atop the walls of Jialing Pass.
He looked down, and his face instantly turned ashen.
Dai Mubai's crotch was a bloody mess.
Blood poured out like a breached dam, but the moment it spilled from the wound, the extreme cold lingering there froze it solid.
The red ice shards were painfully conspicuous.
There was nothing there.
What should have been there was gone.
The slash had cut it off cleanly.
And because the wound carried the divine, frigid poison of the Sky Ice Cloud Blade, irreversible necrosis was already spreading rapidly.
Not even an ordinary healing Soul Master could help him. Even if the Nine Heart Begonia were here, it couldn't regenerate a severed limb.
Especially not this particular "limb."
"Mine... mine..."
Dai Mubai clutched himself tightly, curled up like a shrimp, his eyes bulging.
The unbearable pain made him wish he could pass out at once.
But he remained painfully lucid.
The hollow feeling, the chilling cold that seemed to pierce right through him, filled him with a despair unlike anything he'd ever known.
He was a prince of the Star Luo Empire.
He was the dashing Evil Eye White Tiger.
He was a womanizing playboy who loved to carouse.
Now, it was all gone.
Gone forever.
Watching this, Ma Hongjun instinctively squeezed his legs together.
A chill ran through his crotch, as if the blade had struck him instead.
That was vicious!
It was worse than killing him!
As Ma Hongjun watched Dai Mubai writhe in pain on the ground, he couldn't suppress the trace of glee on his previously worried face.
Because of his Martial Soul's flaw, he'd once been plagued by Evil Fire and had even worried that he might have problems in that department.
He'd eventually found a solution, but the psychological shadow remained.
Now, seeing his former big brother become a true "eunuch," Ma Hongjun felt a bizarre sense of balance settle over him.
"Boss Dai..."
"From now on, we really are sisters."
Ma Hongjun muttered to himself, almost bursting out laughing.
Meanwhile—
Inside and outside Jialing Pass, whether they were soldiers of the Heaven Dou Empire or Soul Masters from Spirit Hall—
Every man with something between his legs instinctively sucked in a sharp breath.
They stared at the young woman in the sky, holding a long blade and looking like an ice goddess, their eyes filled with deep fear.
That slash had been vicious!
A clean death was one thing.
But she'd made sure he could never have children!
No one had expected Shui Yue'er, who looked so sweet and charming when she smiled, to be so ruthless.
Shui Yue'er stood in midair.
Looking at the Shrek group in disarray below, she curled her lips into a slight smile.
"Oops."
"Sorry, my hand slipped."
"I meant to cut his neck."
"But I suppose this works, too."
"Now he won't go around preying on other young women."
She said it so casually.
But Tang San below was shaking with rage, his eyes bloodshot.
"Shui Yue'er!"
"You've ruined my brother! I, Tang San, swear I won't rest until I've avenged him!"
Tang San's voice was filled with venom.
Shui Yue'er answered with a disdainful scoff.
"Anytime."
"But next time, remember to bring that teacher of yours who only knows how to hide behind everyone else."
"Stop sending your students out to die."
"Oh, wait."
Shui Yue'er glanced at Dai Mubai's empty lower half and giggled behind her hand.
"It's not sending them out to die now. It's sending them out to lose their 'root.'"
Dai Mubai was ruined.
Ruined beyond repair.
The thing that should have been a man's greatest pride—and the most treasured possession of a playboy prince like him—had become a pile of red ice shards scattered across the cold ground of Jialing Pass.
The emptiness frightened him more than death.
The pain was excruciating, but the despair hurt even more.
How could he go to brothels anymore?
How could he face Zhu Zhuqing?
How could he compete for the throne of the Star Luo Empire?
He couldn't live as a man anymore.
If he couldn't live as a man, then he'd become a ghost!
Dai Mubai's pale face flushed red in an instant, a burst of madness like the last flicker of a dying flame.
He ignored the blood pouring from his lower body and the divine frigid poison rampaging through him.
He even burned his Soul Power at its source.
"Shui Yue'er! I'll take you down with me!"
A pained, furious roar rang out.
Like a keg of explosives, Dai Mubai charged at Shui Yue'er in the sky, arms and legs flailing, making no attempt to defend himself.
White Tiger Vajra Transformation and White Tiger Demon God Transformation activated simultaneously.
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