Qian Jinglei tilted her head slightly. "I have no interest in your petty grudges… but it can't be helped. My disciple wishes to fight, so I must ensure he doesn't die."
Xiong Yu's face twisted in fury. "Then you'll die with him!"
BOOOM!!
The moment Xiong Yu's words left his mouth, the very fabric of reality around Mirror Lake trembled. The air itself seemed to scream as three True Gods unleashed their full power.
Xiong Yu's axe, Bloodfiend's Wrath, erupted with crimson energy, its blade distorting space as it descended toward Qian Jinglei. The strike wasn't just physical—it carried the weight of the Law of Slaughter, severing the very concept of defense.
Qian Jinglei remained still, her silver robes fluttering gently. Then—
Shing!
A single sword light, so pure it seemed to cut through existence itself, met the axe mid-air.
"Misty Sword Art: Severing Eternity."
