The wind blew away the clouds veiling the moon.
Moonlight spilled onto the streets of P City.
It was as though a spotlight had been trained on Quanxi alone.
Beneath the moonlight, Quanxi danced solo amid an army a million strong.
Every step of her lethal waltz swept away vast swaths of Terracotta Warriors.
Meng Fan, on the other hand, was considerably less graceful.
Golden Lü Bu had been chasing him relentlessly.
One chased and the other fled. If Meng Fan got caught, a nasty pounding was inevitable.
Since Golden Lü Bu had neither a brain nor a soul.
The third dream layer was completely useless against an inanimate body.
So Meng Fan had no intention of bothering with him anymore.
"Strange. Where could this guy have hidden his heart?"
Meng Fan spread his Bat Wings and flew into the air.
Below him, Golden Lü Bu had astonishing jumping power.
A single leap carried him over ten meters high, almost within striking distance of Meng Fan.
To avoid being bothered by the little yellow guy.
Meng Fan rose to thirty meters above the ground.
That left Golden Lü Bu below with nothing to do but glare.
Unable to reach him, he could only keep shouting.
"Stop wasting your time. Your Empty City Stratagem might slow my plans down, but as long as my army keeps advancing, it'll find humans eventually. I refuse to believe the next city will be empty too," the History Devil said with a loud laugh.
His laughter echoed throughout P City Mountain.
He seemed certain he would not lose.
"You're laughing so happily. That means you're absolutely sure I can't find your heart."
"That's right. You'll never find it."
"I don't believe that."
Meng Fan's gaze suddenly hardened.
He opened his palms and raised both hands