Qin Ze understood immediately, assuming the girl lived near the park, so he offered to take her home. The girl nodded and silently agreed.

Qin Ze took the girl's hand, and the two walked towards the park one after the other.

The park was exceptionally quiet at night, with a faint gloom permeating the surroundings.

Qin Ze and the girl walked into the park, their steps gradually becoming heavy.

The darkness in the center of the park seemed even more intense, and an indescribable sense of oppression permeated the air.

When they reached the middle of the park, Qin Ze suddenly couldn't go any further.

Qin Ze was surprised and was about to ask the girl what her intentions were when he suddenly sensed a terrifying aura emanating from her that made his mind tremble.

This aura was powerful and dangerous, like a beast trapped inside a body, roaring to break free of its restraints.

His pupils contracted slightly, his heart raced, and his body almost instinctively sensed a dangerous threat.

He tried to take a step back, but found himself seemingly pulled by some invisible force, unable to move.

The girl's eyes emerged from the darkness, her expression calm and profound.

She didn't answer, but slowly extended her palm, which glowed faintly.

Qin Ze stared intently at the girl's palm. As the light flickered, he suddenly felt a powerful aura emanating from her hand.

This aura was like a trapped beast, roaring as it tried to break free, making Qin Ze's heart tremble.

His body trembled slightly, and his heart pounded, as if he were foreseeing an inevitable danger.

He tried to take a step back, but found that his feet seemed to be bound by some invisible force, and he could not move.

The girl's hand gradually approached Qin Ze's abdomen, as if she wanted to touch his skin.

Suddenly, her palm gently touched Qin Ze's body. Instantly, he felt as if he had been hit by a large truck. The tremendous force came from the girl's hand and sent him flying.

Qin Ze was like a bounced ball, flying backwards for several steps before regaining his balance.

He stood awkwardly on the ground, feeling sore all over, and his mind was filled with shock.

He tried his best to steady his breathing, his eyes fixed on the girl.

In that instant, he sensed the absolute power emanating from the girl; he couldn't even see through her strength, as if she were in an untouchable realm.

Qin Ze was filled with confusion and curiosity, but also a hint of fear.

He began to wonder who this girl was and why she possessed such great power.

Despite the excruciating pain, Qin Ze struggled to his feet and stared intently at the girl in front of him.

His throat was dry, and his voice trembled as he asked, "Who are you? Why do you possess such power?"

The girl's expression remained indifferent. She slowly opened the wooden box in her hand, revealing a jet-black axe.

This axe exudes a mysterious aura, its blade covered with ancient runes, radiating an indescribable majesty and mystery.

Qin Ze's pupils contracted slightly, and his gaze shifted from the axe in the girl's hand to the girl herself.

He couldn't help but swallow, his heart filled with vigilance and trepidation.

The girl didn't speak; her gaze was fixed on Qin Ze, and then she suddenly raised the axe in her hand.

The axe blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight. Without hesitation, she swung the axe down at Qin Ze.

A powerful aura burst forth from the axe, surging towards Qin Ze like a giant wave.

Qin Ze's expression changed slightly. He dared not be negligent, and his body instantly erupted with a surge of energy.

He dodged quickly, avoiding the axe the girl was swinging at him.

The axe's blade sliced ​​through the air with a piercing whistling sound. Qin Ze's figure flickered in the night, moving like a ghost.

The girl didn't stop. Her figure vanished from the spot in an instant, then reappeared in front of Qin Ze, the axe swinging at him again with destructive power.

Qin Ze's eyes turned serious. He quickly raised his arm, releasing his strength, preparing to withstand the blow.

The sharp blade of the axe was about to touch his skin, and he could feel an immense pressure.

However, just as the axe was about to touch him, his body suddenly turned into a phantom, creating a series of illusory images.

The axe pierced through his body, leaving only a faint sensation.

Qin Ze's figure steadied again. He stood still, his gaze fixed on the girl.

He gradually realized that the girl in front of him was no ordinary person; the power she possessed and the axe in her hand were not to be underestimated.

Although the little girl was surprised that Qin Ze had dodged her attack, she didn't care and charged forward again with her axe.

The girl's attack was swift and fierce; she wielded her black axe without mercy, the axe shadows striking like a storm.

Qin Ze hurriedly dodged, nimbly avoiding the little girl's first attack, but he found that the little girl was stronger than before, and her aura was more refined, which made him feel a little pressured.

Qin Ze focused his attention on the little girl, keeping his eyes fixed on her, ready to respond to any attack.

The little girl swung the axe again, and a black axe blade flashed past, so fast that it was difficult to catch.

Qin Ze hurriedly went to meet it. With his agile movements, he barely managed to dodge the fierce blow of the axe, but he was still grazed by the residual force of the axe, leaving a shallow scratch on his skin.

The two fought in the center of the park, their swords flashing and their axes clashing, a dangerous atmosphere filling the air.

Qin Ze dared not be careless in the slightest. He was always ready to deal with the little girl's attacks, but he found that each confrontation made him feel more and more pressured. The little girl's strength and speed continued to increase, as if she were a bloodthirsty beast, gradually approaching his limit.

Unbeknownst to him, Qin Ze had been forced back to the center of the park.

He felt an invisible wall behind him, with nowhere to retreat. The little girl's attacks grew more and more intense, each blow seemingly designed to crush him.

Qin Ze gritted his teeth, his muscles tensed, and he fought with all his might against the little girl.

However, the passage of time proved that Qin Ze's resistance was futile.

The little girl's strength grew stronger and stronger, and her attacks became more and more fierce, forcing Qin Ze to retreat step by step.

Finally, a heavy axe blow struck Qin Ze squarely in the abdomen. The violent impact made him feel as if he had been hit by a giant beast, and he flew dozens of meters backward before crashing to the ground in a sorry state.

Qin Ze coughed up a mouthful of blood in pain. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his internal organs were about to be shattered.

He struggled to his feet, his face a mixture of pain and determination.

He knew he could no longer continue fighting the little girl; her power was simply too great.

The little girl stood at a distance, the black axe still in her hand. Her gaze was cold and deep, as if she were looking not at an opponent, but at an insignificant ant.