Freedom and Darkness

Boom!

The ground beneath Blackbeard split open with a bottomless fissure, and the tremendous impact sent his entire body flying.

He crashed heavily onto a massive boulder, a sharp pain erupting from his chest, yet his laughter still echoed through the air.

"Zehahahaha... This is wonderful! Such killing intent—this is wonderful!"

Blackbeard coughed up blood, laughing even more madly as an indescribable frenzy burned in his eyes.

His hands rose slightly, and the dark power of the Dark-Dark Fruit began to gather again, wrapping the space around him like an abyss.

"Imu! The more you hate me, the more I like it! Your anger proves just how strong I am! You can't stop me—no one can stop me!"

Blackbeard roared. Though his aura was weak, it still radiated a chilling pressure.

Imu looked at him coldly, the disgust on her face growing even stronger.

She slowly stepped forward, every step seeming to announce Blackbeard's death.

At the same time, another terrifying mass of energy gathered in her palm. That power distorted the surrounding air, as if it intended to swallow the entire battlefield whole.

"You and Joy Boy are the same. Both of you are destined to be buried."

Imu's voice was low, as though it came from the abyss itself, carrying an irresistible pressure.

But just as Imu was about to strike, Jin An suddenly appeared at her side.

"That's enough, Imu."

Jin An spoke in a low voice. It was not loud, but it carried unwavering resolve.

His long blade was stained red with blood, and his clothes were in tatters, yet his gaze remained as sharp as ever.

He knew that neither Imu nor Blackbeard could be taken lightly, but he also understood that this battle was far from over.

Jin An tightened his grip on his