Long Qingxuan didn't waste words.
She moved.
Rip—
Space itself rippled as she crossed the distance instantly, World Ender carving a path of azure annihilation through the void. The sheer force of her swing caused distant stars to flicker as their light bent around the attack.
Ying Wen twisted like liquid mercury, his body coiling around the strike with impossible flexibility. The blade missed by inches - but the shockwave shattered a passing comet into glittering dust.
"Rash," he mused, reappearing several li away with effortless grace. "But I do enjoy spirited women."
Long Qingxuan didn't respond. She raised her sword -
And the void darkened further as azure dragon scales materialized across her body, her draconic aura erupting like a newborn star. The space around her distorted, unable to contain her unleashed power.
Ying Wen's smirk widened. "Good. Show me your true strength."
He flicked his wrist.
