Meanwhile, the timeline shifts to a slightly earlier period.
On the ruins outside the holy city, the collision between rainbows and eternal night has reached its climax.
The Flame Reaver's dark sword shadow, like a never-ending storm of death, relentlessly assaulted the layers upon layers of iridescent light shield around Xing, which was flowing with amber-colored infinity runes.
Each impact unleashed blinding ripples of energy, the annihilating roars merging into one, yet none could shake the absolute domain forged by the will of " Eternity " and " Preservation."
Xing was like a reef in a storm, holding a flaming spear horizontally, his eyes cold and focused.
She is gathering the faith from her companions, gathering the earth-shaking power surging from the spinning "∞" symbol at the core of her wings.
Xing Neng could clearly feel the ancient pulse of the holy city of Okhema emanating from the depths of the earth beneath his feet. That pulse resonated with the pull of his wings, growing stronger and stronger.
"We can't delay any longer..."
Xingxin whispered to herself, "My companions at the Dome Stronghold need time, and the Holy City must not be affected by this battle."
Now!
A sharp glint flashed in Xing's eyes! The amber "∞" symbol at the core of the iridescent wings on his back suddenly stopped spinning, as if compressing and condensing all the kinetic energy of the entire universe into a single point!
The next moment--
boom--!!!!
It's no longer about defense, but about the purest and most extreme release!
The countless flowing rainbow rays instantly converged, and all the layered light shields collapsed and condensed on Xing's raised right fist like rivers flowing into the sea.
Her entire right arm, along with the handle of the Flame Spear she was gripping, was compressed to the extreme, encased in an almost transparent amber-colored crystal.
Inside the crystal, an infinite storm was spinning wildly and about to erupt.
A Destruction repulsive force, purely driven by the will to " Preservation " and powerful enough to push stars off their orbits, was brewing to its extreme on her fist!
Xing's figure transformed into a rainbow-colored comet that tore through space, ignoring the countless Flame Reaver, and with a speed beyond the comprehension of time and space, it pierced straight into that condensed shadow of eternal night!
The Flame Reaver's reaction was incredibly fast; his jet-black straight sword instantly blocked in front of him, and the blade erupted with an absolute dark vortex that devoured light!
But... it was all too late!
Xing's right fist, imbued with the full power of " Eternity Preservation Wings," slammed solidly into the spine of the jet-black straight sword without any fancy moves.
Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and then--
Buzz--!!!!
An indescribable, terrifying shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them.
It was not a " Destruction " explosion, but a pure, overwhelming, absolute repulsive force driven by the will to " Preservation ".
Space itself was squeezed, distorted, and torn apart like fragile glass!
The Flame Reaver's wide black robe was torn apart in an instant, like a rag in a raging storm.
His entire being, along with the jet-black straight sword, was as if gripped tightly by an invisible, colossal hand that spanned heaven and earth, and then—thrown away!
Objective: Styxia, the " Ancient City of Dragonbone "!
The distance spanning millions of miles is but a mere foot away in the face of the all-out attack of " Eternity Wings of Preservation "!
Swish--!!!
The Flame Reaver's figure instantly transformed into a black meteor enveloped in iridescent repulsive force, tearing through the lingering smoke and clouds above the Holy City with a terrifying speed that surpassed the laws of physics, piercing the boundary between the continental shelf and the Ocean.
Its trajectory drew a straight, long-lasting spatial rift across the sky, like a wound slashed by a deity on the earth.
A distance of thousands of miles is but a fleeting moment of thought, propelled by the repulsive force of the rainbow light!
Boom--!!!
From the distant, icy depths of a legendary sea where only a blurry outline remains, where ancient dragon remains are said to Dormancy, came a muffled, almost inaudible, yet soul-shaking crash as someone fell into the water.
A massive column of water shot into the sky, only to be swallowed up by the boundless deep blue.
The sea churned violently, forming a massive whirlpool that lingered for a long time before falling into complete silence. Not a trace of the Flame Reaver's aura could be heard.
It's done!
Xing's figure also appeared in the sky above Styxia, breathing heavily.
The iridescent wings behind her became dimmer than ever before, even somewhat illusory, and the "∞" symbol at its core rotated unusually slowly, carrying a heavy sense of weariness.
That attack just now almost drained her and Yu Yi of their strength.
But she dared not relax, her eyes scanning the ancient city below warily to confirm that there was no longer any threat.
It's over... I've finally bought my teammates some time...
Xing's tense nerves relaxed slightly as he prepared to take a short break before returning to the "Holy City" to await Phainon and the others' arrival.
However, just as she turned her head and cast her gaze toward the relatively intact clock tower on the other side of the " Ancient City of Dragonbone "—
Her pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints, and the blood in her body seemed to freeze instantly.
As far as the eye can see, a new, yet equally deadly chase is unfolding!
Ahead of the star was Cipher, moving with ghostly speed, frantically darting between collapsing stone pillars and shattered fountains with incredible agility.
Closely following behind her was a figure that made Xing feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave!
The wide black robe fluttered in the wind, and beneath the hood lay an unfathomable shadow.
The long, narrow, straight sword in her hand, jet black and seemingly capable of absorbing all light, was constantly unleashing deadly sword beams that tore through the air, precisely blocking every possible escape route for Cipher.
That cold, viscous aura, carrying an absolute will to Destruction... was exactly the same as the one she had just blasted into the depths of the Ancient City of Dragonbone!
The Flame Reaver!
Another Flame Reaver?!
Xing's mind went completely blank for a moment, and her thoughts almost stopped.
She knew the Flame Reaver could summon phantom clones, but... but wasn't that the one she had just knocked away with all her might, whose aura had completely vanished, the real one?!
The aura, speed, and sword intent of the one chasing Cipher were exactly the same as the one from before.
Even the chilling killing intent that locks onto the prey is exactly the same!
The clone... its strength is completely equal to that of the original?!
"This... how is this possible?!"
Xing's voice trembled with disbelief, and a chill instantly shot up her spine to the top of her head.
This is bad, this is really bad!
Although Cipher is already a demigod, her " Trickery " power is more inclined towards speed. If she were to confront a pure swordsman like the Flame Reaver head-on, her chances of survival would be slim.
Cipher, in particular, was clearly in a completely suppressed and disheveled state at the moment, and had several close calls.
The next second, Xing's eyes were replaced by an unprecedented resolve! These thoughts were insignificant in the face of her companion's life!
" Cipher --!!!"
A hoarse and anxious shout pierced the sky above the holy city.
Before Xing could even think any further, the core of the pair of dim, iridescent wings behind her, and the slowly rotating "∞" symbol, burst forth with dazzling light once more under her relentless will.
Buzz--!!!
Ignoring the body's groans and the wings' unbearable trembling, Xing's figure once again transformed into a streak of rainbow light, less dazzling than before, yet still as fast as lightning.
With unwavering determination, it tore through the sky and plunged headlong into the deadly pursuit on Styxia.