Yun Che's gaze was calm. He could feel the fury and resolve contained in that strike-the resentment and pain accumulated over countless years, all erupting at this moment.
He chose not to take it head-on, instead weaving through the flames like a phantom, simply letting her vent her emotions.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Huo Jinshang cried out, changing her Sword Force as she thrust swiftly toward Yun Che's chest.
After all, her body and soul had been reconstructed with all sorts of rare divine materials, and the power they contained had already reached the Divine Realm. Combined with the Fire God Clan's Divine Combat Techniques, her attacks were quite impressive.
Clink!
Yun Che stopped dodging and casually raised a finger, pressing it against the tip of her sword.
A violent shock wave of flames spread outward. The floor of the Divine Mask Main Hall instantly cracked, and countless ancient runes flickered in the flames, maintaining the hall's structure.
Yun Che, on the other hand, had not lost so much as a single hair. He was truly unscathed.
"Stop! You can't hurt me."
Yun Che looked at Huo Jinshang's body, trembling slightly with emotion, and her bloodshot yet still beautiful eyes, and sighed inwardly.
He knew any explanation would be hollow at this moment. Only by letting her vent her resentment would he have a chance to get her to calm down.
Although he was not this world's Yun Che, tracing things back to their origin, he and that man could actually be considered the same person. They merely lived in different worlds.
"Not a chance!"
The fury in Huo Jinshang's eyes intensified. The divine power inside her erupted without restraint, and the white-hot flames around her instantly surged dozens of feet higher, completely engulfing Yun Che.
The sword