(The previous chapter has now been completed at 4,000 characters.) Before Gu Princess could finish her sinister cackle, the image in the crystal ball shifted downward.
With an arrow lodged in his shoulder and blood staining his robes, Eldest Young Master Yun, still wreathed in lingering killing intent and spear intent, looked utterly bedraggled as he landed squarely... on his backside.
Yun Qing: "..."
Beneath the so-called "cliff" left by the brothers' intense exchange of blows, the distance to the ground was:
One meter.
Uh, not even one meter, actually.
Yun Qing sat amid the scattered rubble, his expression exceedingly ugly.
His shoulder hurt badly, and he was bleeding heavily.
But what hurt worse than his shoulder at that moment was Eldest Young Master Yun's dignity.
Gu Princess's smile froze on her face.
She slowly raised her head and glanced at that "one-meter cliff," which had stubbornly survived amid the secret realm's ruins.
"That counts?!!"
Grinding her teeth, Gu Princess slammed all four of her snowy-white hands onto the Jade Table at once, her manner crazed, her fury boiling over.
A web of cracks spread across the tabletop. Her exquisite face twisted completely, blood-red markings crawling up her cheeks and splitting the skin inch by inch wherever they passed.
Her eyes brimmed with incredulous rage and despair.
She had arranged three cycles of reincarnation, exhausted herself altering fate trajectories, swapping destinies, and reversing cause and effect, all for the exquisite flavor of watching this prey struggle after plunging into the abyss. Otherwise, with her supreme strength as one of the Holy Race's Twelve Dutian Demons, she could simply have intercepted Yun Qing herself and crushed his heart meridians with a finger.
But where was the fun in that?
A mere Immortal King Realm cultivator-killing him would take no more than