Darkness Descends

Above Mary Geoise, the battle raged like a violent storm.

Thunderclouds churned across the sky, lightning flashing amid rolling thunder, as though heaven and earth themselves had been torn apart by this duel.

The confrontation between Jin An and Imu was no longer a mere contest of strength, but a struggle balanced on the line between life and death.

Jin An's figure streaked through the sky, his blade slicing through the air and setting off bursts of sonic booms.

Though his body was powerful, he was now covered in blood, his clothes tattered, blood seeping from wounds all over him.

Every swing of his blade brought searing pain, yet there was not a trace of retreat in his eyes. Instead, they grew ever more resolute.

Every strike was a desperate gamble of life and death.

His breathing grew heavier and heavier, the stench of blood lingering around him as though he did not belong in this world.

His abdomen had been severely wounded by Imu's earlier palm strike and had yet to heal. The wound had split open, blood constantly flowing from his body.

Yet Jin An did not stop. He knew that stopping meant death.

Imu, standing opposite him, still appeared peerlessly magnificent and overwhelmingly imposing, but her condition was no better.

Her clothes had also been torn, several clear gashes marked her skin, and blood flowed from her wounds. Though she maintained an elegant posture, a faint trace of exhaustion showed in her eyes.

Her breathing was faint, and her movements slightly sluggish, but she still retained that otherworldly aura, like a god standing high above all others, impossible to shake.

"You are quite tenacious."

Imu spoke coldly, her tone full of disdain, though a flicker of vigilance flashed in her eyes. She had realized that Jin An's