A Sword from the Sky

From the perspective of Xu Ziming, the moment the Flame Spirit Clan creature lunged out, he already knew its trajectory.

In a mere instant, he fired the Jinghong Sword, and the immense force indeed blocked its movement.

"Damnable human!" The Flame Spirit Clan monster struggled to climb up from the ground, the rage in its hideous eyes nearly manifesting into physical form.

It truly could not fathom why this weakling, who had been unable to fight back against it just moments ago, had suddenly erupted with power it could not resist.

But Xu Ziming would not waste words with it; time was running out, with only eight minutes remaining. If he could not finish off this monster within these eight minutes, he would be in danger.

He took a step forward, instantly appearing before the Flame Spirit Clan creature.

He grabbed his sword once more and placed it against its neck.

"Die!"

As the sword was about to descend, there was no terror on the face of the Flame Spirit Clan creature, but rather a hint of pleasant surprise.

"Boss, save me!!!"

A terrifying aura surged from behind Xu Ziming; a more formidable existence had arrived!

"Director Fang, an existence at the second stage of Life Evolution has appeared, and at the same time, another fluctuation seems to have emerged in that area... The police haven't identified it yet, it's all up to you. We are almost there too!"

"Received. I will be at the scene in seven minutes."

Fang Xingyun hung up the phone, a small briefcase appearing in his hand with a red button in the center.

He pressed it gently, and the next moment, the entire case transformed. A deep blue mecha enveloped his body in an instant, the entire suit exuding a sense of advanced technology.

It was filled with coldness and oppression.

"Mecha equipment successful. Master, shall I engage acceleration?"

"Accelerate. Head to these coordinates."

The next moment, massive gusts of air erupted from the soles of his feet, and he soared into the sky.

Back at Xu Ziming's location, the moment that terrifying energy appeared behind him, Xu Ziming reacted swiftly to sever the life of the ugly monster before him, then immediately dashed to the side.

"The power of the Qilin. Do you possess Qilin Blood?"

A greed that could not be hidden erupted on the face of the monster, whose life intensity was at the second stage of evolution, as if it needed to swallow Xu Ziming whole to satisfy its desires.

Then, a massive pressure bore down on Xu Ziming, causing him to gradually slow his pace even as he moved rapidly to the side.

He was unable to move!

Even when facing the Flame Spirit Clan monster earlier, he had never been rendered immobile, yet now, the enemy had suppressed him with mere presence alone.

Only then did he have the time to observe what race the opponent belonged to.

It was still the Flame Spirit Clan. Seeing this, Xu Ziming let out a long breath. That was good; within the effective range of the Qilin, the opponent should...

"Bang!" A massive fist landed instantly on his stomach. Xu Ziming felt as if his internal organs were about to be shattered in that very moment.

It was as if he had jumped from a dozen stories up without any protection.

A life at the second stage of Life Evolution, even without using any abilities, possessed enough physical strength alone to beat him to death.

He could not let it attack him like this. While he still retained consciousness, Xu Ziming suddenly remembered that the Qilin Body seemed to come with a terrifying skill.

Thinking of this, he immediately used his life force to mobilize the surrounding fire elements. These fire elements treated him as if they had met their true master.

In just a few seconds, they condensed completely in his hands.

"Burning Heaven Flame!" he shouted, and the next moment, a flame that seemed capable of scorching the soul descended upon the second-stage Life Evolution monster with heaven-piercing might.

"Ahhh!" The power of this flame was too tyrannical; the monster, standing at point-blank range, felt its soul being burned into a blur.

But it recovered after only three seconds.

"You are courting death!" It angrily reached out its hand, intending to land its attack on Xu Ziming.

A sense of heart-palpitating dread rippled through Xu Ziming's heart.

"Am I going to die?"

"Don't even think about hurting my disciple!" A streak of sword light descended from the sky, carrying a silver-white radiance.

It seemed to contain a terrifying power of suppression, instantly binding the monster's body.

High in the sky, the figure of Ma Mingyu appeared.

"This sword technique, you are...?"

The monster's pupils dilated instantly, and it teleported dozens of meters away, barely dodging the sword light.

However, the look it cast at Ma Mingyu was filled with wariness.

"Are you alright, A-Ming? I'm here."

Ma Mingyu landed on the ground. He was not wearing the familiar clothes he usually wore at school, but a set of battle armor that looked extraordinary.

"I didn't expect these damnable alien races to have actually infiltrated the borders of Pengcheng."

He gazed into the distance, murmuring to himself as if recalling the scene half a month ago when his comrades-in-arms had come to the school to find him.

"The rescue has finally arrived." Xu Ziming felt his body go completely limp, his consciousness slipping away as exhaustion took hold.

Before he collapsed, he managed one last plea to Ma Mingyu: "Master, my family is still inside the building. Please, you must save them. Thank you."

The next moment he fell, the scales on his body vanishing one by one, the horn atop his head gradually melting away.

"The Qilin Blood is indeed in this child. It is fortunate that I arrived; had anyone else discovered it, I fear it would have been a disaster."

Ma Mingyu pulled a garment from his wristband to cover Xu Ziming, then raised the sword in his hand.

"It has been so long since I was on the front lines that it seems you alien races have forgotten my existence."

"How are you here?!" The monster's face was etched with shock, its body trembling uncontrollably as if the Ma Mingyu before it were the true demon.

"To claim your life!"

Ma Mingyu took a single step forward, his aura surging to its peak, his face—which had appeared middle-aged—instantly shifting into that of a young man.

The sword in his hand became incredibly fluid, moving like a soaring azure dragon in the sky, possessing immense power and agile grace.

This won't do; if this continues, something will go wrong, the monster thought, waving its hand violently.

Following its gesture, one Flame Spirit Clan warrior-level monster after another emerged from all directions, numbering over twenty in total.

"Trying to use a human-wave tactic to stall me? Damn it."

Ma Mingyu was currently nursing injuries; even at full effort, he could only exert fifty percent of his strength, and he lacked endurance. If he were bogged down, the battle he was destined to win could truly be lost.

Seeing a flicker of distress on Ma Mingyu's face, the monster that had undergone the Life Evolution knew it had bet correctly, and it raised its arms to rally the others.

"All of you, attack! Kill him, and we can take this city! Once we return, the commander will surely reward us!"