"Ha! As expected of Mr. Altos. Arrogant to the extreme, you never took me seriously at all, did you?"
Qu Hongying assumed a fighting stance, crimson fire curling around her like red silk.
"Though I came here to face a few newcomers from the Imperial Sequence, meeting you here is practically a blessing from luck itself!"
Her aura kept rising, and a cube of flames appeared above her head, gradually expanding.
The scorching heat vaporized the bone-chilling rain.
The surrounding air was compressed and driven away.
She created a region of pure vacuum atop the high-rise.
Blessed by luck, huh.
Ye Qiyan murmured inwardly.
He snapped his fingers and used the Nanite Swarm to carry away Shen Yuan, who was gradually waking up.
Qu Hongying paid this no mind, wholly focused on preparing her next attack.
"Who am I..."
Shen Yuan left the vacuum, and her voice emerged from her mouth.
"Huh?"
She touched her head in confusion.
"Shen Yuan, right... I'm Shen Yuan."
Her confusion passed in an instant.
She looked at Ye Qiyan, bit her lower lip, and lowered her head.
That day, she experienced shame unlike anything she had ever known.
Was I... a little too weak?
Could I really defeat that annoying Mo Shi like this, then catch up to Ye Qiyan and make him my Apostle?
Maybe if I used my true body...
My true body...
Shen Yuan bit through her lip.
One day, Ye Qiyan would grow stronger than her true body. Perhaps even now, her true body might not be able to catch him.
And when that time came, she would still be standing in place, able only to watch him and Mo Shi go farther and farther away.
An inexplicable loneliness grew in Shen Yuan's heart.
She feared loneliness.
That was why