An Xiaotong said nothing. She merely gripped the Pure Silver Cross Sword tightly, her Golden Eyes fixed on the space above Bai Ye's head.
Beneath the golden radiance, layer upon layer of mist concealing the void was completely pierced through, leaving every hidden horror with nowhere to hide.
She saw a crimson thread, like a winding blood vessel, burrowing into the top of Bai Ye's head. Its other end extended endlessly, concealed in the heavens.
When she raised her gaze, she could vaguely see an immeasurable, indescribable monster of flesh watching from between the clouds.
An Xiaotong's expression sharpened. She looked away and abruptly swung her sword. Frigid golden light blossomed from the blade, carrying an indestructible law as she slashed forward!
The next instant, an incomparably clear blade edge swept through the void—precise, decisive, without the slightest hesitation!
The golden light passed over that crimson blood vessel.
Ssh—!
Bai Ye seemed to hear a faint cracking sound drilling into his soul.
The invisible connection to the Evil God snapped, and the crimson particles entrenched within his body vanished in an instant.
His entire body suddenly felt lighter, as though he had broken free from some kind of shackle.
Sensing something, Bai Ye looked up at the sky. Deep within the void, the flesh phantom spanning the heavens slowly dissipated. At the same time, an enraged and unwilling roar echoed vaguely through the unseen.
An Xiaotong slowly sheathed her sword. The flowing gold in her eyes gradually faded, returning them to their clear light brown.
"I cut it off... Mmph!?"
The moment she spoke, the excited Bai Ye threw his arms around her and gave her two hard kisses.
"Xiao Tong, you really saved the day. Let me give you a couple kisses."
Bai Ye repaid her kindness with ingratitude,