Huang Yuanlong, like a cold machine, drove Chen Jing into a dead end.

Chen Jing couldn't determine what kind of illusions and concealment abilities could interfere with him; at least noise invisibility and black curtains wouldn't work.

So, would you like to try Shadow Step and Phantom Clone?

Chen Jing only had one chance to use his magic. Or rather, one chance to counterattack.

There was no time to think, no time to analyze. The battle had become chaotic, savage, and instinctive. Instinct had replaced reason, and feeling had surpassed calculation.

Holding the Lone City sword, Chen Jing, in a desperate situation, thrust his sword straight at Huang Yuanlong.

The angle of this sword strike was poor, coming from below and leaving numerous openings. Huang Yuanlong had countless ways to block it, and could even launch a fatal attack on Chen Jing after completing the block.

The sword strike lacked power; Chen Jing, unable to maintain his stance, was forcing the attack! His legs, waist, shoulders, and hands weren't fully engaged, making the strike barely worthy of being called a thrust, more like simply presenting the blade. This meant that even if the blade struck its target, it would be difficult to inflict significant damage and would be more easily blocked or even deflected.

The target of this sword strike was poor, and the direction was too off. Even if Huang Yuanlong did not dodge and attacked forward, Chen Jing would probably only be able to stab a non-fatal spot like the thigh.

Huang Yuanlong has many choices.

He chose to ignore the sword Chen Jing offered and instead stabbed at Chen Jing's vitals.

Because he saw that Chen Jing's left hand was already on the revolver at his waist.

If he chooses to parry Chen Jing's attack, it will inevitably give Chen Jing the opportunity to flip his gun, aim, and fire.

Just as Huang Yuanlong's sword was about to pierce Chen Jing's body, his pure black eyes suddenly froze.

His waist suddenly exploded, as if a grenade had been inserted there!

His body and the sword blade then transformed into light and shadow. Since this light and shadow lost the support of Chen Jing's spiritual power, all that awaited him was the fate of dissipation.

He was like a rainbow created by sunlight shining on a water droplet in mid-air; when the sunlight disappeared, the rainbow vanished instantly.

Before disappearing, he glanced at Chen Jing's sword-wielding posture.

His index finger was pointing straight at him, a gesture completely different from the normal way of holding a sword.

Chen Jing sat on the ground, panting heavily as he entered a state of noise invisibility.

At the last moment, he used the handing over of the sword to cover up the action of drawing the gun. However, Huang Yuanlong was of such skill that he would definitely be able to see Chen Jing's little trick. But Chen Jing's real key move was to use the sword as a aiming device to unleash the "Shadow Strike".

This took advantage of Huang Yuanlong's prior knowledge of Chen Jing's martial arts skills!

If Huang Yuanlong chooses to dodge or parry, Chen Jing's shot may miss. If it misses, Huang Yuanlong will definitely be able to kill Chen Jing during that brief window of opportunity.

Just as Chen Jing had not rested for long, he suddenly heard a voice.

The sound was as clear as raindrops falling on a jewel-like lake, as distinct as music played by classical chimes, as melodious as fine silk encircling the ear, and as beautiful as the moon, stars, and the Milky Way.

"Very impressive."

"As expected, no wonder warriors emphasize the word 'change'. As long as the basic skills are solid, the more varied the martial arts you master, the greater your advantage will be."

"Those who excel at unconventional methods are as boundless as heaven and earth, as inexhaustible as rivers and seas. Although the cultivator in your work is a Dan Realm warrior, you know too little about him. His martial arts and techniques are limited to a few, and his physical fitness is not at the level of a normal Dan Realm cultivator. Even with the Ming Realm level vision I gave him, which allows him to see through your illusions and prevent you from hiding in the shadows of the world, he is still just a pseudo-Dan Realm cultivator, not a true Dan Realm cultivator."

Chen Jing held his breath and looked in the direction from which the sound came:

It was a young girl.

A girl of inhuman beauty, her face serene and serene with a holy radiance, her snow-white short hair falling perfectly on her alabaster-like collarbone and shoulders.

She had a pair of special eyes, with pupils that were almost white, only slightly different from the surrounding whites of her eyes. But instead of instilling fear in Chen Jing, this only made him understand one word.

Beauty, nothing more.

The extremely beautiful girl spoke up: "You are very vigilant and did not relax because of my appearance. Although you turned your eyes away from me at first, you will soon realize and overcome this. Your mental age is much older than your appearance."

"Staying silent is a smart strategy; it allows you to keep as little information as possible out of the public eye. But it means nothing to me. I can see your 'history.' I know that to save your sister, you took the Body Refinement Elixir and went to the Black Hand Gang's ship. There, to make your escape easier, you rescued a large number of people and killed core members of the Black Hand Gang. This is your biggest secret, and you've always been worried about it being discovered and leading to your purge by the Black Hand Gang. Am I right, Chen Jing?"

Chen Jing averted his gaze and tried to look directly into the girl's eyes:

"You know my history, but I don't know your name. This is an unequal conversation."

The girl's lips curled up slightly, and that smile was like the warm sun in winter, the ice and snow in summer, the forsythia blooming in spring, and the maple leaves falling in autumn.

"You can call me Bai Yueyi."

"Then, Miss Bai," Chen Jing asked, "are you the 'Bai Ze Scroll' sealed here?"

Bai Yueyi's expression returned to indifference: "It's not surprising that I came to this conclusion. I told you that I can see your 'history,' and you will naturally think of the 'Bai Ze Scroll,' 'Time Record,' and 'History Scroll' that Mei Moke mentioned when he talked to you. These three names are all my names, but I would prefer you to call me Bai Yueyi."

"So, Miss Bai Yueyi, you are a kind of spirit of the Bai Ze Scroll? You have a human-like soul?" Chen Jing asked.

Bai Yueyi took a few steps forward, her steps elegant, as if she were walking on lotus flowers. Chen Jing, on the other hand, took several steps back, the distance he retreated was greater than the distance Bai Yueyi had advanced.

Bai Yue's demeanor was cold and indifferent:

"Soul? If you mean 'intelligence,' although it's difficult to distinguish between intelligence and non-intelligence, I do possess the basic characteristics of intelligence. These include being able to respond flexibly to situations; knowing how to make the most of opportunities; understanding ambiguous and contradictory information; recognizing the primary and secondary factors in a situation; finding similarities among different things; identifying differences among things connected by similarities; comprehending and synthesizing new concepts from old ones; and proposing entirely new ideas."

"As for my body, its origin is the same as the enemy you fought before; it is an activated 'record'."

"Do you think I'm talking too much? If you were sealed away for a long time, you would also want to communicate more with intelligent life forms."

Chen Jing continued to back away, increasing the distance, and asked the girl in front of him:

"Then why did you attack me?"