The blood-red blade danced wildly in Acheron's hand, a crimson slash cutting through the curtain of rain, leaving a clear rift in the gloomy sky and earth.
On the street, a blood-red storm suddenly swirled within the sparse rain. Wherever it passed, buildings crumbled like paper, and even light was mercilessly shredded, with nowhere to escape.
Clang—
With a crisp sound, the blade returned to its sheath, and the world fell silent.
A blood-red black hole suddenly tore through "heaven and earth," and red lightning danced like a furious dragon, crushing buildings, crushing time, crushing everything in existence!
Acheron's figure also gradually submerged in this blood-red vortex, returning to nothingness.
Splash... Heh... heh... heh!
...
Splash...
"Phew—"
The rain pattered like a low whisper, cold droplets falling one by one onto Acheron's snow-pale face.
She slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, as if breathing out all the gloom between heaven and earth.
As her eyes slowly opened like mist, the familiar curtain of rain and the hazy street quietly re-emerged.
This pristine scene before her seemed to declare that the moment that had just occurred was nothing but an illusion.
But Acheron wouldn't think so.
Her violet pupils, like a veil being lightly lifted, slowly looked up, gazing at the drifting, hazy mid-air—there were several shattered masks, like withered petals, falling silently.
"As expected, was it an illusion?"
Looking up, the red and white fox masks in the sky shattered like a fading dream, turning into bits of firefly light that silently dispersed in the glimmer, finally returning to nothingness.
Afterwards, Acheron lowered her gaze again, already understanding the situation.
Roughly from the moment Acheron shattered the Mirror Space and began her stroll in the rain with the Frost Sword Fairy, the two of them had already fallen into this layer of illusion.
However, since the illusion wasn't targeted at her, and her attention hadn't been focused on it, she hadn't paid it much mind at the time.
It wasn't until the moment their walk together ended that Acheron casually shattered this layer of illusion.
With that thought, Acheron's gaze glanced directly in a certain direction.
However, after just a casual glance, she turned and left.
Acheron chose not to pursue anything, her figure gradually vanishing into the curtain of rain...
Meanwhile.
Somewhere on the street.
"Ugh— Damn brat! So it was you making trouble... Ugh..."
The Blue-Clothed Woman's face was pale, one hand supporting herself against the wall, her fingertips turning white from the force.
Not long ago, she had intended to leave directly, but suddenly found herself inexplicably caught in some kind of spatial loop.
As a result, she was unable to leave a certain range within this area.
Just as she was about to try and use her cultivation to break through it with force, she was suddenly pulled back into reality.
At this moment, her head was buzzing, and everything before her eyes was spinning, as if she were standing on a swaying deck, ready to fall at any moment.
The physical discomfort washed over her reason like a tide, making even the simplest thought difficult.
Even though she possessed cultivation and her recovery power far exceeded that of an ordinary person, this feeling of discomfort still lingered, and it took a long time before she barely regained some clarity.
However, the petite figure standing beside her responded to a certain gaze from afar with an excited expression.
"Hee hee hee—the stage that belongs to you is about to be set up!!! The future~ is truly something to look forward to!"
Although the dazed Frost Sword Fairy didn't hear clearly what Sparkle said, the sickly smile on that delicate, petite face made her startle in spite of herself.
"Cough, cough... Sparkle... Ugh... Why is a girl like you here? What on earth are you trying to do?"
After saying that, she took out her sword.
But this time, she wasn't in a hurry to rush forward.
After suffering several inexplicable setbacks, the woman clearly realized that the little brat before her was by no means ordinary.
"Heh heh, please—Sparkle isn't stupid. The 'rain' fell so suddenly here, finding this place was a piece of cake."
And that was indeed the case.
After all, the weather had been warm before the afternoon, and then rain suddenly started falling in this area without any warning.
If there weren't some kind of problem, it would be truly strange.
The Blue-Clothed Woman suddenly realized that it was likely her ice-attribute spiritual energy that had caused a small-scale weather change within Muyun City.
Ordinary Ability Users might not notice anything obviously abnormal, but the little brat before her was clearly not among them.
But seeing Sparkle's flippant and casual manner, anger flared up in the woman's heart.
Her sword point pointed straight at Sparkle as she looked down at her with a cold gaze.
"What exactly is your goal? Why did you approach Mo Xi so inexplicably before?"
"Well..."
Sparkle remained indifferent to the murderous intent directed at her.
She lightly tapped her cheek with her fingertip, her eyes curving into a smile, blooming into a saccharine-sweet grin.
"A Cultivator from the mortal world, and an Otherworlder different from your kind at that—doesn't that sound interesting?"
"You?!!"
"What's wrong? Speaking of which, for someone who is supposedly just an Ability User passing by, you seem to be paying an awful lot of attention to someone, don't you?"
Sparkle gave a cunning smile, her figure flitting past like a ghost, easily dodging the sharp blade.
Then she took several quick steps forward, almost touching noses with the other.
Their eyes met instantly.
The woman stared into Sparkle's soul-stirring plum blossom pupils, her heart suddenly sinking.
Although Sparkle didn't utter a single word, she felt as if the other's gaze was like a sharp blade slicing her open, having long since seen through her layers of hidden secrets.
Before she could even step back, her vision suddenly blurred.
A blurry image suddenly appeared out of thin air before her eyes.
In the image, the sky was shrouded in heavy darkness, and the field of vision was blurry, as if obscured by an invisible black veil.
The surrounding buildings, as if hit by a fatal blow from a violent tornado, had completely turned into a pile of ruins and debris scattered on the ground...
Shoom—
Looking at the desolate scene before her, the woman forced Sparkle back with a sword strike in a daze.
Immediately after, she clutched her forehead in discomfort and questioned sharply.
"Uh... What is this? What exactly did you just do to me!"
"Even though you chased Sparkle and tried to slash her for ages last time, Sparkle isn't an unreasonable person~"
Sparkle spread her hands innocently.
"That video just now can be considered 'mental compensation' from Sparkle to you~"
After delivering the gift, Sparkle ignored the aggressive figure behind her and hopped away on her own.
Then, in the woman's eyes, Sparkle transformed into a cluster of pink fluorescence and disappeared, skipping away step by step.
In the empty space, her laughter floated like bubbles, lively and piercing.
"Oh my, returning a grievance with kindness, Sparkle truly is a kind little angel~"