Long Chu raised his sword as high as possible, the light on the blade glinting against the setting sun on the horizon. He took a deep breath, concentrating all his energy into a single attack that he named “Sky Ripping Sword Art”. With one swift movement, his sword swung towards Jin Zhu with lightning speed. Jin Zhu, anticipating this powerful attack, immediately spread his wide black wings. Feeling like a dark coat protecting his entire body, the wings were shaped like steel. When Long Chu's sword arrived, there was a loud clanking sound as the metal met this unfathomable barrier. The attack was so powerful that sparks shot into the air around them, lighting up the evening sky with sparks of light created by the powerful impact. The wind from Jin Zhu's wings blew hard, blowing away the dust and dry leaves around him, adding to the drama of the fierce battle that was taking place. Long Chu did not relent, he took a step back, assessing and observing. Eyes flashed with determina
Gu Mei ran out of breath, her eyes only focused on a figure lying under the rubble of the building. Long Chu, the man who had unknowingly filled the space in her heart, was now trapped in an unimaginable destruction. With every heavy step, Gu Mei shouted his name, "Brother Long!" His voice sounded soft amidst the roar of the rumbling ruins. Just as Gu Mei's hand was about to grab Long Chu's arm, a sudden explosion occurred. Bang! A loud voice echoed, breaking the tense silence. The unexpected attack came with full force, hitting the right side of Gu Mei's body. In an instant, he was thrown several meters away, his body falling helplessly amidst the dust and smoke. His breath hitched, pain wracked his entire body, but his mind was only fixated on one thing—saving Long Chu. With the remaining strength, Gu Mei tried to get up. Her teary eyes searched for Long Chu's figure among the growing pile of ruins. His heart screamed, refusing to give up even though his body could barely mov
In a tense and dust-filled atmosphere, Gu Mei and Long Chu were caught in a terrible state. They sat side by side, cornered by falling rubble. Gu Mei, with mustered courage, supported Long Chu's injured head. The atmosphere became increasingly quiet, only the sound of their breathing could be heard breaking the silence. With puffy eyes and a trembling voice, Gu Mei finally expressed her long-buried feelings, "Brother Long, it seems like we are going to die, so I have to say that I like you." His words were gentle yet clear, carrying a deep emotional weight. Long Chu, who was usually full of words and actions, was silent this time. He looked at Gu Mei's eyes which were dim but still beautiful even though they were surrounded by dust and chaos. Silently, he felt Gu Mei's words touch the deepest part of his heart. Suddenly, a loud explosion filled the air, making the ground around them shake. Long Chu, in a last ditch effort to protect Gu Mei, brought his face closer. They looked at e
Gasping for breath, Jin Zhu sprinted through the dense trees, his eyes monitoring every movement around him.Sweat dripped down his face, but a deeper fear was evident in the worried look in his eyes.Every time he glanced back, his heart pounded, fearing a sudden attack from the glowing black blade.Long Chu, with a cold gaze, struck his sword through the air. Black light illuminated the surroundings, creating an eerie atmosphere. Without hesitation, he controlled the sword with the power of his mind, sending it flying through the air, chasing after Jin Zhu who kept trying to dodge.In the midst of panic, Jin Zhu stumbled, falling onto the ground filled with dry leaves. "Where did it go," he muttered hoarsely, trying to find the position of the sword.Suddenly, a black light appeared from behind, the sword hovered right above his head. With a reflex movement, Jin Zhu rolled himself to the side, the sword plunged into the ground, sending leaves flying."Damn that weapon! Why can it d
In the haze of smoke and debris that had just stopped roaring, Win Xia staggered in place, eyes wide looking for Gu Mei's figure who was nowhere to be seen. Only Long Chu's silhouette was able to catch him, as if he was standing as the only final challenger after the devastating explosion that struck. “Where is Sister Mei?” He seemed to be asking Long Chu, but Long Chu didn't hear him. Directly attacked Jin Zhu before. He is now limping along waiting, hoping that Long Chu will succeed in defeating Jin Zhu and explain where Gu Mei is, whether she is dead or still alive. Because he knew Long Chu had a hidden space. The few survivors of the battle were still stunned, struck by unfathomable horror, their mental shock overflowing, reflecting the ruins that Jin Zhu's ferocity had left behind. "Is everything over?" asked Qing Luang in a trembling voice, clenching his jaw. He was just a Warlord who could do no more than protect his nephew, Young Emperor Qing Huan, who was still too young
Long Chu tried to endure the pain that was constantly attacking his body, but the uncontrollable ball of energy inside him made it increasingly difficult for him to move. Only able to see the shadow of the enemy getting closer, like an eagle about to snatch its prey. Suddenly, from an unexpected direction, a sharp and swift attack shot towards the enemy who was only two meters away from Long Chu. The enemy, with quick reflexes, withdrew his hand and took a few steps back. The arrival of this attack gave Long Chu the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief, even if only for a moment. Long Chu turned his head to the right, looking for the source of the attack that had just saved him. There, stood a young man with a straight posture and sharp eyes, exuding a powerful aura. The young man raised his hand, ready for the next attack, as if declaring war on the enemy who had cornered Long Chu. At that moment, Long Chu realized that the young man was Yun Fei Yang. He smiled with emotion.
Win Xia looked at the sky that was starting to darken, her heart filled with anxiety. Since that last exciting battle, Long Chu disappeared without a trace. With incredible speed, he shot through the sky, breaking through the clouds, looking for every corner that his lover might be hiding. The city he left behind became increasingly chaotic. The palace soldiers and sect elders joined forces to fight the Red Eye Army which continued to persist despite being attacked many times. Their eyes were fiery red, as if immortality had become their ally. In the midst of the chaos, there were screams and clashes of weapons that did not stop even though night had covered the sky. Meanwhile, Win Xia kept turning around, his sharp eyes tracing every inch of the dark night. His anxiety and sadness grew deeper. He could feel that something had happened to Long Chu, something he probably couldn't imagine. However, his determination to find Long Chu never faded, he continued to dash through the win
Ling Hua, who was standing on the terrace of the Chu Kingdom palace, looked at the setting sun with a face full of worry. The cool afternoon breeze seemed to bring a bad feeling that she couldn't resist. Suddenly, the candle he was lighting to light the terrace was caught by his sleeve which was being blown by the wind. The flames immediately licked the curtains made of fine silk, setting off sparks that looked like a dance of death in the darkness that was beginning to envelop. With quick reflexes, Ling Hua grabbed a nearby flower vase and smashed it, using the splattered water to extinguish the flames that were starting to ravage. With calm steps, he took a cloth to press down the remaining red embers. "Did something happen to my son?" She muttered in a hoarse voice, full of worry for the safety of his son who was in the Imperial palace. As she stood, contemplating the worst that could happen, something black and fast shot towards him. Ling Hua, with incredible speed, caught the
“Third Move – Universe Destruction Technique!” Long Chu shouted, his voice resounding, committing his entire body and soul to this attack to determine Hao's fate. His body was almost torn apart by the powerful force he was about to launch, the weight was so terrifying. On the other hand, Hao, not wanting to lose, prepared his final powerful attack. The fire energy he mastered combined with the Poison Mist energy, creating a deadly combination. With intense focus, he closed in on Long Chu, his eyes burning, his controlled fists ready to launch a deadly attack. However, Long Chu, with an agile zigzag movement, dodged like lightning, creating a stunning defensive move. Hao's terrifying attack whizzed past without touching him. Long Chu's sharp awareness allowed him to grasp the trajectory of the attack with precision, so he managed to nimbly escape almost certain death. Hao was completely flabbergasted, feeling as if he had been hit by lightning. Even the deadly poison, which was u
Long Chu was floating in space, with three connected energy balls behind his back. The first ball of energy glowed with a bright blue light, ripples of lightning flashing within it, giving the impression of immense power. The second ball, transparent like crystal with wind swirling inside, added a mysterious aura. Meanwhile, the third ball is brown with small stones that appear to be floating in it, creating the effect of an unstoppable force of nature. On the other hand, Long Chu's enemy also had two energy balls that each glowed with a different color. One ball was blood red with fire blazing inside, while the other ball was green with a liquid that looked like poison snaking inside it. The two Swordsmen stared at each other, the energy from the balls interacted to create a wave of power that could be felt down to the bone marrow. Long Chu felt the thrill of power exerted by the energy ball, while his opponent also seemed ready for the power he possessed. Both sides know this
In the dark space of Long Chu's subconscious, he found himself trapped in a circle of flames that suddenly spread around him. "Fire? Why is there fire here?" he muttered in confusion. Suddenly, a voice echoed mysteriously from a distance, "Child! Do you hear my voice?""I heard you, but who are you?" Long Chu tried to find the source of the sound without success. "You are a descendant of Shen Long and the blood of Shen Ling flows within you," the voice spoke again in a dignified tone. "Why is that important?" Long Chu pressed, curiosity aroused. "I am your ancestor, the giver of your power. Take some of this power, and someday you will have to find the rest," said the invisible figure. Instantly, a sharp eye opened and stared at Long Chu with a soul-piercing gaze. Meanwhile, outside Long Chu's shelter, his guards lay helpless. "Tch, it's a waste of time taking care of you guys," said the Chairman with a cold gaze at Yun and Hu Gong who were lying on the ground. With confident
"You have the enchanting Body of the Goddess of War, a hidden power that can make you invincible on the battlefield," said the old man he met in a remote village. His face was serious, full of traces of wisdom carved by time. "However, this power comes at a heavy price. The more often you activate it, the more Life Energy will be drained from you."Win Xia, who was only thirteen years old at that time, regarded the old man's words as mere nonsense. However, now, in a tense moment, right between the line of life and death, her words echoed back in his mind like thunder in a rainstorm. "This is both a blessing and a curse. Remember, every time your strength grows, your age will shrink," continued the old man in a softer, but still cutting, tone. His voice sank into Win Xia's heart, leaving an indelible mark. Now, amidst the overwhelming despair, Win Xia feels the burden. The Body of the Goddess of War—a term that previously sounded so majestic, now felt like a shackle that tightly bou
Ling Hua, who was standing on the terrace of the Chu Kingdom palace, looked at the setting sun with a face full of worry. The cool afternoon breeze seemed to bring a bad feeling that she couldn't resist. Suddenly, the candle he was lighting to light the terrace was caught by his sleeve which was being blown by the wind. The flames immediately licked the curtains made of fine silk, setting off sparks that looked like a dance of death in the darkness that was beginning to envelop. With quick reflexes, Ling Hua grabbed a nearby flower vase and smashed it, using the splattered water to extinguish the flames that were starting to ravage. With calm steps, he took a cloth to press down the remaining red embers. "Did something happen to my son?" She muttered in a hoarse voice, full of worry for the safety of his son who was in the Imperial palace. As she stood, contemplating the worst that could happen, something black and fast shot towards him. Ling Hua, with incredible speed, caught the
Win Xia looked at the sky that was starting to darken, her heart filled with anxiety. Since that last exciting battle, Long Chu disappeared without a trace. With incredible speed, he shot through the sky, breaking through the clouds, looking for every corner that his lover might be hiding. The city he left behind became increasingly chaotic. The palace soldiers and sect elders joined forces to fight the Red Eye Army which continued to persist despite being attacked many times. Their eyes were fiery red, as if immortality had become their ally. In the midst of the chaos, there were screams and clashes of weapons that did not stop even though night had covered the sky. Meanwhile, Win Xia kept turning around, his sharp eyes tracing every inch of the dark night. His anxiety and sadness grew deeper. He could feel that something had happened to Long Chu, something he probably couldn't imagine. However, his determination to find Long Chu never faded, he continued to dash through the win
Long Chu tried to endure the pain that was constantly attacking his body, but the uncontrollable ball of energy inside him made it increasingly difficult for him to move. Only able to see the shadow of the enemy getting closer, like an eagle about to snatch its prey. Suddenly, from an unexpected direction, a sharp and swift attack shot towards the enemy who was only two meters away from Long Chu. The enemy, with quick reflexes, withdrew his hand and took a few steps back. The arrival of this attack gave Long Chu the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief, even if only for a moment. Long Chu turned his head to the right, looking for the source of the attack that had just saved him. There, stood a young man with a straight posture and sharp eyes, exuding a powerful aura. The young man raised his hand, ready for the next attack, as if declaring war on the enemy who had cornered Long Chu. At that moment, Long Chu realized that the young man was Yun Fei Yang. He smiled with emotion.
In the haze of smoke and debris that had just stopped roaring, Win Xia staggered in place, eyes wide looking for Gu Mei's figure who was nowhere to be seen. Only Long Chu's silhouette was able to catch him, as if he was standing as the only final challenger after the devastating explosion that struck. “Where is Sister Mei?” He seemed to be asking Long Chu, but Long Chu didn't hear him. Directly attacked Jin Zhu before. He is now limping along waiting, hoping that Long Chu will succeed in defeating Jin Zhu and explain where Gu Mei is, whether she is dead or still alive. Because he knew Long Chu had a hidden space. The few survivors of the battle were still stunned, struck by unfathomable horror, their mental shock overflowing, reflecting the ruins that Jin Zhu's ferocity had left behind. "Is everything over?" asked Qing Luang in a trembling voice, clenching his jaw. He was just a Warlord who could do no more than protect his nephew, Young Emperor Qing Huan, who was still too young
Gasping for breath, Jin Zhu sprinted through the dense trees, his eyes monitoring every movement around him.Sweat dripped down his face, but a deeper fear was evident in the worried look in his eyes.Every time he glanced back, his heart pounded, fearing a sudden attack from the glowing black blade.Long Chu, with a cold gaze, struck his sword through the air. Black light illuminated the surroundings, creating an eerie atmosphere. Without hesitation, he controlled the sword with the power of his mind, sending it flying through the air, chasing after Jin Zhu who kept trying to dodge.In the midst of panic, Jin Zhu stumbled, falling onto the ground filled with dry leaves. "Where did it go," he muttered hoarsely, trying to find the position of the sword.Suddenly, a black light appeared from behind, the sword hovered right above his head. With a reflex movement, Jin Zhu rolled himself to the side, the sword plunged into the ground, sending leaves flying."Damn that weapon! Why can it d