"Come out."
Shen Ye spoke calmly.
There was no response.
Shen Ye gazed into the darkness and said:
"Destroyer of the myriad worlds, Lord of the Weeping Demon Prison, Curse Spirit King, Stars commanding the Soul Corruption of all souls."
"If you've come to kill me, please come out and speak. If it's something else, please come over for a chat as well."
Darkness.
Silence.
Suddenly-
Crack!
The phone resting on the motorcycle shattered.
This time, it not only shattered, but was burned directly to ashes by a burst of flame.
Only then did a woman's voice ring out:
"Your human technology really is annoying."
A beautiful figure walked out of the darkness.
Yun Ni from Jialan High School.
Or rather-
The Lord of the Weeping Demon Prison.
"A fight? Or a chat?" Shen Ye asked.
A gate appeared beneath his feet, ready for him to flee at any moment.
"Don't be nervous." Yun Ni stopped some distance away, standing at the edge of the darkness and looking at him with appreciation. "I just found it quite stunning."
"Stunning?" Shen Ye asked.
"Yes. I've never seen anyone like you-you smelled a girl's lips to tell the real one from the fake-and even used a phone to block your crotch, turning the situation around with such ease," Yun Ni said.
"That's really not worth praising." Shen Ye felt a little embarrassed.
"You don't understand-I've seen too many evenly matched fights, too much flesh and blood flying, planets exploding, and stars tumbling out of place. I've long since tired of it all."
"Instead, it's a fight with such an overwhelming disparity, where one side possesses grand, powerful, mysterious powers of law, only to be defeated by the lowest, simplest, clumsiest behavior, that earns my whistle." As Yun Ni spoke, she actually put