c722: 590: Midnight Has Arrived_1

"Are you in trouble?"

Atop the White Horse, Luo Xian smiled.

With Sleeping Beauty as the medium, the princess inheriting the Path of Paradise answered Huai Shi's summons.

"Uh..."

Huai Shi stood in stupefaction, feeling as though he was hallucinating, unable to believe the scene before him. He even wondered for a moment whether this was an illusion created by the troupe.

But right before his eyes, in this chaotic and fierce Colosseum.

When a massive shadow suddenly loomed and a dark green wyvern spread its wings, descending from the sky breathing dragonfire, she looked up, gazing at the rapidly enlarging shadow.

Smiling, she raised her slender arms.

Her hands came together, fingers interlocked. She somewhat awkwardly formed a seal for a skill she hadn't practiced in a long time. When strands of Source Fluctuation and unremarkable physical strength congregated, a violent gust erupted from between her clenched palms.

Brilliant thunder roared, exploding into chaos and tearing the eardrums of everyone present.

The devastating power of a collapsing Sky Pillar burst forth as her fists advanced.

Her pale fists and the sharp dragon claws touched for an instant, unleashing a terrifyingly astonishing boom. Amidst the deafening sound, the swooping Giant Dragon suddenly froze in mid-air.

Terrifying heat burst forth from its cracked scales.

Vast destruction surged within its shell. It was like tipping the first domino, triggering a desperate chain reaction. It was as if a Long Nail had been hammered into its chest, ripping apart the dragon's heart and detonating the Source Substance within.

Gentle death enveloped every part of its shell.

The huge, heavy body turned to ash in the whistling wind and vanished from sight.

Huai Shi's jaw almost hit the ground.

It was as if a long-missed teaching lesson was replaying before him. That was an advanced Drummer technique he still couldn't achieve, the Triple-fold 'Thunderbolt' he could only poorly mimic!

Flawless...

—Heaven Collapse!

"It doesn't look like a good time to chat, does it?"

Luo Xian looked back, gazing at the astonished Huai Shi. "Let's talk later... Oh, and about the child, could you explain that later?"

In that instant, Huai Shi felt as if he'd been struck by lightning.

He felt submerged in a sea of death. But soon, the terrifying illusion vanished.

On horseback, Luo Xian smiled playfully. "Just kidding, don't be scared..."

"Yeah, yeah, not scared."

Huai Shi nodded vigorously. He felt his legs thrashing wildly, and cold sweat poured down like rain, rendering him unable to move.

What's going on? This feeling of almost certainly dying...

And it's only been a few hours? Has the gossip already spread to the Current Circumstances?

He swallowed hard, finally realizing the grave consequences of his careless boasting... He felt like he was about to black out.

I'm definitely going to die, right?

Luo Xian merely glanced at him a couple of times, and it was as if she could see all the progress and achievements he had made recently. She seemed somewhat vexed.

"Have you been slacking too much in the Ivory Tower? You haven't made any progress for quite some time, have you?"

No, no, no, I think my progress is quite normal, even fast! Sister Xian, not everyone can level up their Skills so quickly while traveling everywhere like you...

Huai Shi wanted to speak but stopped. The corner of his eye twitched, and he didn't know how to retort.

"I heard you've taken on two students. Remember not to teach the basics incorrectly, okay? Correcting them is very troublesome; cleaning house is actually simpler..."

Luo Xian spoke nonchalantly as the White Horse moved forward at a leisurely pace. It crossed the entire messy Colosseum, leaving a trail of dust in its wake.

All enemies were literally blasted to bits by the monster-like teenage girl...

With a casual wave of her hand.

There was no parrying, only what seemed like joking one-shot kills. They weren't even on the level of techniques, merely instinctual reactions...

A terrifying Source Fluctuation dwelled within her body. It transformed into a long, bright red gown and created a comforting atmosphere that made one want to fall into deep sleep. It even manifested as crystal-clear Crystal Shoes.

Even phantoms of an endless, deep Sea and the magnificent palaces hidden within its depths faintly emerged...

Huai Shi stood petrified, incredulous.

"You're almost at the Fourth Stage?"

"Still a long way to go."

Luo Xian casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Old Mister Heretic King sent over many precious materials, so my advancement speed is acceptable. However, my cultivation of Sky's Command is still insufficient. It will probably take a very long time..."

Huai Shi fell silent, feeling his face sting sharply.

He had thought his own advancement speed was already exaggerated enough. Yet, here before him was a despairing example—in less than a year, Luo Xian had progressed from a Sublimator to the Third Stage of the Path of Paradise. She was even leisurely dashing towards the Fourth Stage with astonishing speed...

From the moment Luo Xian appeared, the style of the fight completely diverged from what he had originally expected.

Instead of a duel, it was a one-sided slaughter.