Amidst the vast expanse of snow and the boundless night, Xiao Wujie moved with light steps, each step seemingly capable of stirring some subtle power within the world.
His black hair fluttered gently, his face was so handsome that he seemed otherworldly, and his aloof and noble air was like a crescent moon in the sky, completely out of place with the dust of the world.
His deep gaze seemed to see through all the illusions and realities of the world.
A chilling aura of killing intent emanated from the corners of his eyes, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at him.
As he took his first step, the world seemed to be summoned and began to undergo subtle changes.
The thick clouds moved slowly and imperceptibly, like waves on the sea, one after another, constantly converging towards the center.
The clouds gradually deepened in color, turning from gray to black, eventually transforming into a pitch-black sky that completely blocked out all light.
In front of Xiao Wujie stood Aisie Hall, tall and slender with a delicate, feminine face.
A sinister black mist slowly emanated from her body, interspersed with eerie purple light.
A sinister and ferocious look appeared in her eyes. Her ten fingers suddenly shot out, and a strange, thread-like black mist swirled around them. Suddenly, it swept towards the assassin beside her and disappeared into his body.
The assassin's pupils dilated instantly, and his eyes began to be covered by a dark purple, eerie light as his gaze turned horrified.
Immediately afterwards, a painful groan escaped his lips, and the clarity in his eyes vanished completely, leaving only an empty, blank stare.
Aisie Hall, like an evil witch holding a marionette, twisted her fingers and pulled, instantly contorting four assassins into a dagger before her.
Like four puppets exuding murderous aura, blocking the way.
Xiao Wujie raised his eyes slightly and said, "Finding a scapegoat won't save your head."
He and Aisie Hall disappeared from the spot at the same time, and when they reappeared, they were floating on the sea.
A silvery light emanated from Xiao Wujie's body, and as this silver light appeared, the world began to change once again.
As the snowflakes fell from the sky, they froze into ice crystals in mid-air upon touching the silver light, stopping their descent.
The cold wind lost its wildness, becoming gentle and still, as if every movement of the air was under some mysterious influence, becoming gentle and docile.
Time and space seemed to stand still at this moment.
A flash of silver light appeared, and everyone suddenly looked up at the sky.
The thick clouds churned violently, as if being torn apart by some powerful force.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening clap of thunder ripped through the night sky, and silvery-white lightning, like a giant dragon, weaved through the clouds, illuminating half the sky.
In an instant, the entire world was covered by this sudden light, and everything became clearly visible.
Hehehe~
A soft, low-pitched laugh from Aisie Hall echoed through the room.
The purple light around her began to surge violently, and the originally dim light suddenly became extremely dazzling, like countless purple flames burning.
Her long, silver hair, which had been tied up, flew and spread out under an invisible force, and her eyes flashed with an evil and ferocious light.
The colors of the world began to change, and the originally gray sky was suddenly divided by two completely different forces.
On one side, there was a thunderous flash of lightning; on the other side, there was a surging, purple, demonic cloud.
In the sky, the thick clouds seemed to be torn apart, forming a huge crack. On one side, thunder surged and silver light flashed, while on the other side, purple clouds surged and shone with boundless light.
The temperature between heaven and earth seemed to have reached freezing point at that moment; the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and an invisible tension kept accumulating and pulling until—
A deafening roar echoed from the sky as billions of bolts of lightning, like furious dragons, crashed down, seemingly capable of cleansing away all gloom and darkness.
At the same time, the eerie purple light was both beautiful and dangerous, like a demon crawling out of the abyss, howling forth.
Between light and darkness, the world was left with only deafening roars and endless emptiness.
Like the coming of eternal day, like the end of the world.
Only the giant waves on the sea surface rolled and pounded against the shore like countless roaring beasts, stirring up layers of white foam, as if they were about to engulf the world.
Everyone else on the field had already stopped moving, and could only let the violent roar beat like drumbeats in their hearts.
After some time, the roaring sound continued, but the blinding light had faded considerably.
In a corner shrouded in darkness, Chu Yichen rested his hand on the hilt of his sword, squinting as he gazed at the sky above the sea.
Although the two figures there were not particularly tall, the aura they exuded seemed capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart.
Xiao Wujie was surrounded by silver light, and countless bolts of lightning poured down on Aisie Hall.
Aisie Hall spread his ten fingers, leading four puppet-like assassins, constantly dispelling and resisting the onslaught of lightning.
However, he still noticed that streaks of bright red blood were seeping from the corners of Aisie Hall's mouth and fingertips, clearly indicating that her condition was not good.
Suddenly, he heard faint footsteps behind him, and a slender figure appeared quietly.
Chu Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Even in this state, you still have the mind to control this almost-dead clone?"
Aisie Hall raised an eyebrow in a sinister manner, and smiled in a wicked way: "The key to victory lies entirely in this."
Chu Yichen narrowed his eyes, glanced at the sky, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for much longer."
"If we don't use any more tricks, we'll really be done for here."
Aisie Hall chuckled: "I'm exhausted, and he's not much better off."
A sinister glint appeared in her eyes, and she said in a low, menacing tone, "It's ready. This is the moment we've been waiting for."
Under Chu Yichen's slightly narrowed gaze, she slowly opened her hand, and a strand of Chu Liyue's hair lay quietly in her palm.
With a slight twitch of her fingers, a purple flame ignited in her palm, enveloping the strand of hair.
His hair burned, sizzling and crackling, the purple flames reflected in Aisie Hall's eyes, blending with that sinister look, sending chills down one's spine.
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