11
Heavy breathing echoed through the silent woods. The four sat slumped on the ground, their clothes in tatters. Fayan Luo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, lingering fear filling his eyes. "The Ghost King's speed defied the laws of physics. Who could have imagined a dwarf could unleash such terrifying kinetic force? Without the Dragon Ball Armor, that last ambush would have turned us into pulp."
Beside him, Little Bird turned toward Moyana with a complicated look. "Moyana, think back. When you faced that chain of killing moves-Eight Ghosts Claiming Lives, Ghosts Claiming Souls, and even Crying God Eight Blades-you didn't escape unscathed. Xun Uchiha pulled you back from the brink of death again and again."
Moyana froze at those words and instinctively looked herself over. Her skin was as smooth as ever, without so much as a scratch. She raised her eyes in astonishment, meeting Xun Uchiha's gaze with disbelief written all over her face.
Xun Uchiha said little. He merely clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. "Now the Heavenly King and Dragon King are the last obstacles. We have to eradicate those two cancers once and for all."
"The Heavenly King and Dragon King lead the Eight Divisions Legion. Their strength is unfathomable," Fayan Luo said gravely.
"I don't care how strong they are." Moyana's gaze suddenly sharpened. "For twelve years, I've drifted like duckweed without roots. I want to confront the Music King, the Dance King, and the Song King and ask how much they knew about my origins back then!"
"The Heavenly King has branded you his number-one traitor. The Ghost King was proof enough. Going to Music King City now would be walking straight into a tiger's jaws," Xun Uchiha urged her.
"I have to uncover the truth myself," Moyana said