"Whoosh!"
The air itself seemed to split apart in an instant. Under Imu's control, the colossal azure dragon spanning the heavens shattered into fragments. Its enormous body broke apart high in the sky and fell, stirring up a rain of blood and lingering energy ripples.
A gust of wind flung Imu's cloak into the air, making it flap loudly, yet her eyes showed not the slightest ripple. Only an utterly cruel glint surfaced from the depths of her pupils.
She stood at the heart of the storm, looking down upon all living things like a deity, yet a warning had already risen within her.
Jin An—that human... his strength, his will, and that gaze that seemed as though it would never retreat had already crossed some boundary.
"An enemy of this caliber..."
Imu's thoughts flashed like lightning. Without expression, she raised her hand, her black hair fluttering amid the energy currents, her face as cold as a statue.
"Must not be allowed to live."
Almost the moment that thought crossed her mind, her figure abruptly blurred. The entire space then shook violently, as though a corner of the air had been hollowed out.
"Whoosh—"
Imu appeared like a ghost less than thirty meters before Jin An. Her footsteps made no sound, as if she had simply popped out of space itself.
She pressed two fingers together, her fingertips sharp as blades. With a light tremble, pitch-black radiance condensed between them. It was no ordinary darkness, but the color of an abyss that devoured even light—
The power of the Dark-Dark Fruit had been compressed to its absolute limit!
At that moment, it seemed as though heaven and earth contained nothing but Imu's finger.
"Crack!"
The ground split before the attack's pressure even landed. Solid rock crumbled like paper, while the