· Jibril Agrees to This!

On the barren, ruined earth, a golden-haired little loli who stood one meter forty-six slowly raised her head and looked upward. Her hands gripped the nearly three-meter Green Dragon Crescent Blade tightly, taking a dragging-blade stance. In an instant, the dragon-shaped patterns on the long shaft began to swim as if they had come alive. The ground touched by the blade split open at once, and a bottomless canyon appeared.

"Radiant Dragon Crescent Blade!"

A low voice echoed through the air. Countless dragon-shaped Gleams appeared behind Lu Qiming, and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand let out a faint cry. In the next instant, Lu Qiming's arms, gripping the hilt tightly, swung fiercely upward at Jibril.

Whoosh!

In an instant, a ray of light illuminated the entire world. Within the light, a long blade tens of thousands of meters in length rose into the air. Wherever the blade light passed, everything turned to nothingness. If someone were observing from outside the world at that moment, they would have discovered that this temporarily created world was being split cleanly in two by the blade light with unstoppable force.

In the sky, Jibril's pupils held an excitement she had never felt before as she stared at the rapidly approaching blade light below. The shadow of death shrouded her heart like something tangible, but it did not make Jibril afraid. Instead, the smile on her face grew more and more deranged, and she began to squeeze the Spirit Corridor within her body with wild abandon.

The next second, under Jibril's almost insane pressure, the pitch-black halo above her head doubled in size again. Large amounts of blood surged violently from the wounds on Jibril's body, but the instant it appeared, the blood was directly annihilated by the tangible Magic Power.

"Heavenly