There was no impulsive fighting, no fiery clashes. The eternal Supres had long surpassed the realm of imdiate reactions, transcending cause and effect, and existing beyond all phenona. For them, death was no longer an end.
The three Supres exercised restraint, exchanging information calmly. Only then did Wu Yingxue realize the truth—Xu Xi’s sister, a supre fairy from the realm of immortal cultivation, and the Supre Witch from the magical world were not re coincidences. They were directly connected to the sa Xu Xi she knew.
“This Xu Xi has the talent of reincarnation. Death is not his end,” the icy fairy explained.
The indifferent witch, holding a simple magic wand, nodded. “This is fortunate,” she said softly, her tone devoid of emotion. Yet, there was a hint of relief.
She had witnessed the twilight of despair, and her heart had been torn apart by it. However, thanks to Xu Xi’s simulator ability, the witch had been given a second chance—to reunite and begin anew.
“It’s truly fortunate… not death, just a temporary rest,” her voice echoed in the chaos, creating ripples in the infinite void.
Wu Yingxue stood silent, her emotions conflicted. She hadn’t expected Xu Xi to possess such a remarkable ability. On one hand, she felt joy—her mories with him still lived on in his heart. On the other, she felt an inexplicable unease as she looked at the fairy and the witch, their flawless faces exuding an ethereal aura.
For so reason, she couldn’t bring herself to feel truly happy.
She muttered softly, “Sir is too fickle…”
When Xu Moli and Krisha asked about her relationship with Xu Xi, Wu Yingxue hesitated. She looked back at the countless years she had traversed, the worlds left behind in her wake, and after a long pause, gave an enigmatic response:
“My husband and I share an inseparable bond. We reflect each other, walking side by side.”
Her words carried layers of aning, accompanied by a smile so bright that it unsettled both the fairy and the witch. The discomfort showed in their slight frowns as they pondered the depth of her claim.
“That’s enough talk,” Wu Yingxue said, her tone shifting. “Now, could you kindly step aside?”
In the chaotic expanse surrounding the universe, shattered fragnts of worlds wrapped themselves around the Earth, forming a galaxy of brilliance and endless potential.
The fairy and the witch, embodints of supre power, stood unyielding at the crossroads, blocking all paths leading to Earth.
“You’re not letting through?” Wu Yingxue’s voice lowered, the oppressive weight of her presence intensifying.
The stillness of the void was broken as she tightened her grip on a spear that appeared in her hand. With a light swing, its sharp tip tore through chaotic space, revealing the primordial elents of earth, wind, water, and fire.
“I’ve waited long enough,” she said, her voice cold.
The spear embodied unity and completeness, its power gathering the principles of existence into a singular force. The overwhelming pressure caused the surrounding chaos to falter.
Krisha’s expression remained calm, but the tightening of her hand on her wand betrayed her emotions. What did it an to be an obstruction?
Was this an attempt to sever the bond between a master and a disciple?
Silent and stoic, the witch raised her wand and struck. Her magic unleashed an annihilating force that bent the fabric of reality, challenging the very order of existence.
anwhile, Xu Moli’s gaze grew colder, and the bloodstained wooden sword in her hand exuded an aura of dread.
“You wish to et my brother. That would certainly please him,” Xu Moli said, her tone sharp. “But what you just said… doesn’t please .”
With a swing of her sword, a dazzling light erupted, tearing the river of ti apart. Before the wound could heal, Wu Yingxue’s fiery spear shattered it further.
The fla embodied life and death, burning everything in its path.
“You two should co at together!” Wu Yingxue’s voice was provocative, teasing their nerves. Even Krisha, normally indifferent, seed slightly affected.
The fairy and the witch bore no hostility toward Wu Yingxue’s arrival, but their concern for Xu Xi’s safety kept them wary. To them, allowing a strange Supre to approach him without question was too dangerous.
In the chaos, Wu Yingxue’s voice grew stronger, pulling their attention.
But just as the fairy and the witch prepared for another direct confrontation, Wu Yingxue’s true intent revealed itself.
A fragnt of her consciousness detached and slipped past them, rushing toward Earth.
The battle, the strength she displayed—all of it had been a diversion.
“So that’s how it is…” Wu Yingxue murmured, a self-satisfied smile playing on her lips. She had experience using separated thoughts. Once, she had dominated an entire martial arts world through this thod. Knowing her physical form couldn’t enter Earth, she had deliberately drawn the fairy and the witch’s focus to create an opportunity.
“Still, the fight here will continue,” Wu Yingxue said, gripping her spear again.
Although she ant no harm, the fairy felt provoked. Xu Moli’s wooden sword glead nacingly, its bloody aura even causing the princess a mont of hesitation.
“If my husband finds out I fought his sister…” Wu Yingxue thought, letting out a small laugh. “I’ll probably get scolded.”
But that didn’t stop her. With renewed determination, she launched forward once more, her laughter ringing out amidst the chaos.
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