"Boring. Truly boring. Fighting to the bitter end is such a noble thing—how could it be interrupted by outside forces?"
Xi Ya was in a foul mood. Outside interference had cut short her desire to fight, leaving her with a sense of emptiness and ennui.
"I acknowledge your strength. Perhaps the outcome of this battle can only be realized in the future."
Xi Ya's tone carried a hint of meaning. Her crimson eyes fixed on Ryan. "I'm leaving, Nightmare Wizard. I hope there'll be a day when we meet again."
"No, I should say that even with outside forces interfering, the fact that you fought me to this point proves you have the potential to make it out."
Ryan remained expressionless. "Heh."
Xi Ya didn't mind his cold expression. She only regretted not being able to enjoy the fight to its fullest. "When you set foot in Red Lotus, it will guide you. I'll come to you, and we'll finish the battle we couldn't complete today."
She raised a hand and lightly tapped the air with her finger. Deep crimson lines took shape in empty space, gradually sketching out an incomparably complex rune. It contained Spell Circuits spanning many different fields, along with a trace of power from an exceedingly high level.
Ryan's inspiration brushed against the rune, and the very nature of that trace of power filled him with a sense of absolute and overwhelming dread.
It far surpassed him. Perhaps it was power on the Rule Level.
The Crimson Rune turned into a streak of red light and flew toward him.
Ryan instinctively reached out and caught it. A cool sensation touched his palm. It was a transparent Crimson Diamond Crystal, with the Wizard Script for "Hong Jing" engraved on its cut surface.
"Three thousand years should be