...
Whish—
Just then, supported by Acheron, Mo Xi was about to step out of this Mirror Space.
A sword beam containing a deep blue eerie light suddenly erupted from the ruins, hurtling toward Mo Xi with a sharp whistling sound.
Mo Xi's face instantly turned as pale as paper.
Feeling the fatal killing intent behind her, she was powerless to evade and could only quietly wait for death to arrive...
However, Acheron, who had already perceived everything, would not let such a thing happen.
Acheron suddenly turned around, her oil-paper umbrella dancing along with her red dress.
To one's amazement, the moment the sharp sword beam touched the surface of the umbrella, it seemed to be swallowed by an invisible force, quietly vanishing into nothingness.
This scene of turning the mundane into the miraculous completely stunned Mo Xi, who had just escaped a disaster.
Her usual calm and composed demeanor instantly vanished; her small mouth hung slightly open, and her eyes were filled with unbelievable shock.
Mo Xi (*ﾟﾛﾟ)!!: I didn't expect... Sister Acheron to be this powerful even without drawing that blade.
Now, Mo Xi finally had a clear grasp of reality.
Not only the Blue-Clothed Woman's sword techniques, but also the move Sister Acheron just displayed were far beyond her imagination.
Their strength was not only reflected in power, but also in their unparalleled combat skills and experience.
Looking at herself, she had only practiced for a mere half a year and yet had become complacent over a little progress; it was truly laughable...
Drip, drop...
The sound of rain was clearly audible at the edge of the Mirror Space as the two approached that "window."
Mo Xi could even clearly see the curtain of rain outside the space, fine droplets falling like silver threads, blurring the distant outlines.
With just one more step, they could completely escape this Mirror Space.
Just as Mo Xi stepped forward to leave alongside Acheron, Acheron let go of her hand.
With a light twist of her wrist, she handed the red oil-paper umbrella to Mo Xi. The raindrops on the umbrella ribs rolled off and drew fine silver lines in the air.
"You go first. I will stop her."
Having said that, Acheron casually took out Nothingness and stepped forward to meet the direction of the attack.
Mo Xi took the oil-paper umbrella, her fingertips trembling slightly as she instinctively wanted to raise her hand to stop Sister Acheron.
But just as her arm reached mid-air, her movements froze, and she eventually let it drop slowly.
The exit was right there, and they could indeed leave together, but what about after that?
The opponent was actually still alive and would surely tear through the rain curtain to attack again in the next moment.
In that case...
Sister Acheron staying behind to cover the retreat was the only correct solution.
Mo Xi: ( ๑ŏ ﹏ ŏ๑ )
Acheron's voice was as steady as a rock, calming Mo Xi's emotions.
"Don't worry, stalling for a moment isn't difficult for me. Once I've shaken off the opponent, I will naturally come find you."
She gripped the red oil-paper umbrella tightly, the warmth of the handle seeping through her palm. Stepping onto the wet tiles, water splashed lightly, as if every step was taken on a scale of reassurance.
A light breeze brushed past Mo Xi's cheek.
She suddenly looked back, her gaze as gentle as spring water yet hiding a hint of worry.
"The opponent is very strong, please be careful... I will wait for you to come back, Sister Acheron..."
Before her words had fully faded, the broken gap was smoothed over as if by an invisible hand, quietly returning to its original state.
The sound of the pouring rain vanished abruptly, leaving only silence.
Acheron watched this scene with a flat gaze, then her thin lips parted slightly.
"Come out. There is no one to disturb us now."
As soon as she finished speaking, a graceful blue figure exuding an ethereal aura slowly stepped out from the rubble, her spiritual light lightly sweeping over the broken bricks and tiles.
"You actually managed to discover me? Your perception is quite good, dear one... No wonder you could break my Mirror Space."
Acheron looked over at the sound.
Although the other party's words were relaxed and easygoing, as if chatting about the wind and moon, her originally snow-white dress had inevitably been stained with mottled dust.
Blue-Clothed Woman: (ꐦ°᷄◡°᷅)
Seemingly noticing the other's gaze, the Blue-Clothed Woman's face flushed slightly, a tinge of embarrassed color rising.
And indeed it was so.
With that last move, though she had managed to raise her sword to block in a hurry, the process had been wretched.
Her body had crashed through several outer walls of buildings before she finally managed to stop herself.
Thinking of this, her beautiful face couldn't help but flare with anger. Her cheeks puffed out like a blowfish, and a hint of defiance flashed in her eyes.
Although she hadn't expected the opponent to be so powerful, resorting to a sneak attack... was simply too underhanded!
However, Acheron was unaware of the resentment in the other's heart and simply glanced calmly at the special effects surrounding her, speaking indifferently.
"Next, why don't we have a proper talk?"
"Talk? Sure, after you take a few of my sword strikes, it won't be too late to talk!"
Eager to regain her dignity, the Fairy in Blue raised her sword, and a deep blue sword beam slashed out, its power far exceeding the previous one.
Seeing this, Acheron's expression remained unchanged.
She calmly swung her scabbard, and a purple blade light met it like a flash of lightning.
Whish—
In an instant, the blue-purple blade light and sword beam clashed head-on.
However, to the Fairy in Blue's surprise, the purple blade light instantly pierced through her slash, crushing it like a sharp blade through paper.
Its speed did not diminish at all as it continued to hurtle toward her!
Rumble!!!
In the moment of crisis, the Fairy in Blue hurriedly dodged to the side, narrowly grazing past the blade light, though a corner of her clothes was sliced off.
The ultimate result was that the street buildings behind her suffered for it.
However, being inside the Mirror Space, Acheron didn't have to worry about causing damage to the outside world.
She then gripped her scabbard tightly and swung out several purple blade lights in succession, her movements fluid as water, closing in on the Fairy in Blue!
Feeling the power of the move that had just brushed past her, the Fairy in Blue was already terrified, her heart pounding like a drum.
"I..."
Now she was staring directly at the countless purple blade lights before her.
The Fairy in Blue didn't dare to take them head-on at all!
Whish————
Consequently, the woman abruptly changed her stance.
Her footwork was like a blooming green lotus, and her posture was like light willow catkins, gracefully maneuvering through the flashes of blades and swords, nimbly avoiding the fierce incoming attacks.
At the same time, she used the momentum to charge forward, approaching Acheron step by step while dodging, her pace steady and swift, with an unstoppable momentum.
In an instant, blue and purple pupils met.
If Mo Xi were still here, she would have been shocked to realize that a mountain-toppling, sea-overturning spiritual power had suddenly erupted from the Fairy in Blue, instantly sweeping across the scene!
"Shuang Hua!!!"
As the sword edge shifted, an endless chill within the woman poured out like a glacier, instantly converging on the sword, which glowed with an eerie blue cold light.
The blue sword beam shimmered brilliantly, and bits of snowflakes erupted from the tip of the sword, slashing toward Acheron like a wild blizzard, as if to freeze heaven and earth!
Acheron's eyes narrowed slightly.
Her blade was still in its scabbard as she met the attack with a basic strike.
In an instant, the scabbard and the sword edge collided with a boom.
Sparks flew everywhere as if thunder had exploded!