Zhang Wei's expression remained unreadable, though his eyes glead with a deadly calm. "You are the Magician—Phantom."
The man behind the mask chuckled, his voice smooth and mocking. "Ah, so you know my na. Then you must also know that I have a hundred ways to end her life."
Phantom's voice turned serious, "You've stirred up the wrong hornet's nest, Zhang Wei. The higher-ups of the Eternal Void Society aren't happy with you. They've sent to make sure you pay for your sins."
Zhang Wei's brow furrowed.
'Eternal Void Society… Xie irong used to be one of them. Could it be… they're hunting down because she defected?'
His mind worked swiftly, piecing together the truth. 'But Xie irong wasn't a direct mber. She belonged to General Yang Jun of the Shenwei District. There's more to this… sothing isn't right.'
Phantom, sensing Zhang Wei's hesitation, sneered. "Don't think too hard about it, Zhang Wei. Xie irong is worthless to us now. You, however… you should've stayed out of Xianghui."
Zhang Wei's eyes narrowed slightly. 'So this is because of what I did in Xianghui?' He nodded to himself, his thoughts crystallizing. "Fair enough."
Phantom raised a brow behind his mask, intrigued by the lack of fear in Zhang Wei's eyes.
"Since your Eternal Void Society doesn't like ," Zhang Wei's voice was cold, his words laced with unshakable resolve, "it simply ans it should cease to exist."
"..."
"..."
The statent said like a cold brutal death sentence.
Phantom stared in silence, his mind struggling to process the sheer arrogance—or was it confidence—behind Zhang Wei's words.
A mont passed before Phantom erupted into laughter, his shoulders shaking with amusent. "Cease to exist? Do you even comprehend the might of the Eternal Void Society?" His voice grew louder, mocking. "They are far beyond anything your small mind could fathom! Even Du Yun'er, one of the top martial masters, wouldn't dare think of hunting them down!"
Zhang Wei's expression remained unchanged, cold as an ice storm
"I don't need to imagine."
For the first ti, a flicker of uncertainty crossed Phantom's eyes.
Zhang Wei wasn't bluffing—he was deadly serious. His calm, resolute words sent a chill down Phantom's spine.
The grip on his knife wavered for the briefest of monts, as if he could finally grasp the magnitude of the monster standing before him.
The silence between them stretched, suffocating, like the final breath before the storm erupts.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Zhang Wei's body vanished.
It wasn't a blur of movent or a flicker of speed—his form simply sank into the tallic floor of the ship as though the ground itself had swallowed him whole.
"What!? Impossible!" Phantom's voice cracked with disbelief.
His eyes darted wildly, watching as Zhang Wei's body was quite literally sucked into the floor like it was an abyss.
The laws of reality using his corporeal body seed to bend in his presence.
Phantom gasped, his chest tight with frustration. 'Where... where did he go?!' Cold sweat trickled down his back as he turned frantically, scanning the empty space around him.
Phantom gritted his teeth and made his move.
The blade in his hand darted toward Rose's neck with deadly intent, but it collided with sothing hard.
Kacha—!
"Not so soon." Zhang Wei's voice ca from beside him, calm and cold.
His arm was raised, effortlessly blocking the poisoned knife with his bare skin.
The tal clanged harmlessly against his flesh, not a scratch left behind.
Phantom's eyes widened in pure horror. "Y-You…!" His voice trembled, the confidence that once filled it now shattered.
He had underestimated him—severely.
Zhang Wei's form stood tall, unwavering, his eyes fixed on Phantom with a gaze so sharp it felt like the very air froze between them.
"I've rely been toying with you," Zhang Wei said softly, his voice carrying a hint of wickedness, "But now..." His words trailed off as the atmosphere around him shifted.
CRASH!
A deep, primal force surged from Zhang Wei, pressing down on the surroundings like the weight of a mountain.
His supre body, the pinnacle of his cultivation, was no longer held back.
As his presence intensified, the faint yet unmistakable aura of the Dragon God coiled around him, flickering like an ancient beast awakening from slumber.
Phantom's face turned deathly pale.
His legs trembled beneath him as he instinctively staggered backward, overwheld by the crushing pressure.
'What… what is this power?' His mind raced, trying to comprehend the sheer might that now threatened to suffocate him.
The very air seed to hum with the energy radiating from Zhang Wei.
Phantom's mouth opened, but no words ca out.
His body felt like it was moving in slow motion, paralyzed by the aura that now dominated the space.
Zhang Wei stepped forward, his movents slow, deliberate, as he grabbed his jaw.
Zhang Wei stepped forward, his movents slow and deliberate, every step filled with an aura of death.
His hand reached out and grabbed Phantom by the jaw, his grip like iron.
"You will pay—" Phantom's voice was hoarse, struggling to push the words out.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as Zhang Wei's grip tightened, twisting his jaw with brutal force.
Phantom's eyes clenched shut in agony, his body trembling, the muscles streching violently until—
Splash!
Rose flinched, her heart leaping into her throat.
She shut her eyes instinctively flinching at the sight.
When she dared open them again, Zhang Wei stood in the sa spot, his eyes slowly opening.
His face was splattered with blood, but none of it was his own.
Before him, Phantom's lifeless body crumpled to the ground with a soft thud, broken and defeated.
Zhang Wei's gaze shifted, settling on Rose.
His eyes, cold from the battle, softened when he saw her—though there was still an intensity in them that made her shiver.
Rose, overwheld by a flood of emotions, staggered. "I..." Her voice was weak, barely a whisper, as she struggled to hold onto her consciousness.
Her legs wobbled beneath her, blood seeping from a wound she hadn't even realized she had.
Her vision blurred, the world around her spinning. "I... disappointed you." She lowered her head, ashad, her breath shallow as her strength drained away.
Zhang Wei's expression darkened, not in anger, but in concern.
He took a step toward her, his hand gently lifting her chin, forcing her to et his eyes.
"Disappointed ?" His voice was low, calm, "You are alive. That's all that matters to ."
"!"
Rose's eyes filled with tears, her head spinning from pain and exhaustion.
Her leg throbbed with every heartbeat, and her body felt heavier by the second.
But even as her consciousness began to slip, Zhang Wei's presence anchored her, his aura both terrifying and protective.
"Rest," Zhang Wei whispered, his voice softening as he caught her before she collapsed. "I've got you."
The last thing she saw before darkness claid her was Zhang Wei's face, unreadable yet reassuring, as he held her in his arms.
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