I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

The twin swords seemed to possess a life of their own, trembling slightly with her movements and releasing waves of chill.

Holding a black knife, she danced gracefully.

The movements were light and graceful, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, or a phoenix spreading its wings.

The sleeves of the kimono fluttered in the wind, as splendid as the clouds.

Ningyin wielded her twin swords towards Mingxian, the moves both familiar and strange, like a reunion with an old friend, or the first appearance of a new enemy.

"It's martial arts that's like a dance, but you're far from it."

Mingxian raised his right arm, his hand moving like flowing water, instantly finding an opening in Ningyin's double-sword dance.

His arm swung like a dragon, grabbing directly at her slender neck!

The form of the Azure Dragon—flowing water!

In that instant, relying on her keen intuition and rich experience, Ningyin realized that using gravity magic on Mingxian would be completely meaningless and would only be ineffective against the opponent's "anti-fate".

So she decisively decided to use magic on herself.

Gravity magic instantly reduced her own gravity, making her as light as a feather.

She dodged with a swift and fluid movement, as if time itself stood still for her.

"Drawing the foot" is a technique that uses special breathing and footwork to slip one's presence into the opponent's subconscious, thus avoiding the opponent's perception.

Ningyin's figure vanished without a trace from Mingxian's sight, as if she had never existed.

Her black blade traced a graceful arc in the air, slashing down from beneath the zither toward her neck.

Using her petite frame, Ningyin managed to control Mingxian's attack trajectory.

If you're using your fist, you have to smash it down from top to bottom.

If using legs, one can only kick from bottom to top.

At this moment, the twin blades sliced ​​through the air with unpredictable trajectories, like snakes slithering in the night. They not only concealed themselves in the blind spot of the zither's sound, but were also as elusive as ghosts. Their swift attacks were virtually unstoppable.

However, at this critical moment, Mingxian's figure suddenly changed, like a leaf falling in the wind, and with a light turn, the fatal blow slipped past him like flowing water.

At the same time, he exerted force on his knees, like a volcano suddenly erupting, carrying an unstoppable momentum as he charged straight towards Ning Yin.

Ning Yin remained unfazed, lightly waving her right iron fan with elegant yet powerful movements, like a summer breeze brushing against a branch, easily neutralizing the surging knee strike.

Mingxian felt as if his strength had crashed into a soft cloud, and all his power was gently absorbed in that instant, dissipating into nothingness, like a stone sinking into the sea, leaving no ripples.

boom!

Ningyin's body spun like a dance, and the iron fan in her hand once again transformed into a black blade, slashing towards Mingxian!

Mingxian didn't even look, but clenched his fists and swung them repeatedly, each punch accompanied by a cracking sound as if he wanted to tear the space apart.

The force of the punches was fierce, layer upon layer, forming a net that aimed directly at Ning Yin's face.

Ning Yin remained still, only lightly twirling her iron fan. The fan surface seemed to transform into an invisible shield, completely neutralizing all attacks.

Her movements were fluid and elegant, like lotus leaves swaying gently on the water, always finding a moment of calm amidst the raging storm.

"break!"

Suddenly, Mingxian's footsteps shifted slightly, and he let out a battle roar, like an awakened bird breaking free from all restraints and soaring lightly into the sky.

Boom boom boom!

Her steps became exceptionally light, as if she were dancing, and each landing seemed to create delicate ripples in silence.

He abandoned his punches and instead opted for more aggressive kicks.

Her toes traced graceful arcs in the air, like butterflies fluttering among flowers, or like large bird feathers gently falling in a breeze—elegant yet powerful.

Whoosh!

Each kick was accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, as if it could tear the air apart, making people tremble with fear.

Every movement is full of rhythm and beauty, just like a meticulously choreographed dance.

Ning Yin always manages to dodge at incredible angles and speeds while simultaneously launching an elegant counterattack.

Her iron fan sometimes transformed into a sharp blade, and sometimes into a soft ribbon, deflecting Mingxian's attacks one by one, while constantly stealing Mingxian's strength and accumulating it in her body, ready to counterattack at any time.

……

Stella, Toudou Touka, and Kurogane Shizuku, who were standing nearby, were all stunned.

Fu Xiaoli also exclaimed, "I remember that Yasha-hime was Nango Tora-jiro's apprentice. His proud 'Sword Song: Dance of the Sword' allowed him to receive the enemy's sword with an extremely flexible defense, his body spinning like a dance, turning all the impact into nothingness. I never thought he could do that."

Edelweiss nodded slightly and said, "Unfortunately, Yasha-hime is about to lose."

“Her rhythm is off.” Fu Xiaoli nodded in deep agreement.

Ning Yin's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she abruptly unfolded her iron fan, which spun rapidly like a top, creating a gravity storm that swept towards Ming Xian, hoping to win with it.

"Why?" Stella asked, puzzled. "Teacher Xijing seems to have gotten impatient."

Toudou Touka adjusted his glasses and explained, "Master Saikyo's sword dance was disrupted. Lord Naruhira's battle dance threw off Master Saikyo's rhythm!"

Edelweiss added, "The powerful rhythm depicted in all of Mingxian's movements will unconsciously pull Yashahime's dance steps away."

"That's not all," Fu Xiaoli added. "The Azure Dragon Form originally imitated the footwork of flowing water, which could find gaps in the attack. The general kept inserting his own footwork into Yasha Hime's dance steps, so he forced her to win by force."

Faced with the surging gravity storm of Xijing Ningyin, Mingxian's body merely shifted slightly, like a fallen leaf leisurely drifting in the gale, precisely capturing the tiny gap between the double-edged swords.

Two fingers joined together like a swimming dragon, piercing straight through the layers of the net of death.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Accompanied by Xijing Ningyin's extremely mournful wails.

The finger struck her navel, instantly pulverizing her fragile internal organs.

Each wail was like a sharp blade, cutting through the surrounding space and slicing through the hearts of everyone present.

The surrounding gravitational fluctuations became even more intense due to this sudden change, as if even the heavens and earth were trembling at this brutal battle.

The action of striking the string was clean and swift, leaving no room for error.

In her intense pain, Nishikyo Ningyin vaguely remembered many things.

From her abusive childhood with her stepfather to the day she awakened her abilities and smashed her stepfather's head.

From falling into the dark world, finding amusement in the deadly battles of the underworld every day, to being taken in as a disciple by his master, he has been getting stronger and stronger.

From encountering a destined rival to being abandoned by the other party in the long-awaited final battle.

In order to defeat her nemesis, Shinguji Kurono, Nishikyo Nene awakens without hesitation and transforms into a demon, even if it means abandoning her human destiny.

However, Kurono chose the fate of a human and refused to awaken as a demon.

Even Nishikyo Ningen couldn't blame Kurono...

As a woman, after awakening and breaking free from the shackles of fate, can the child she is about to conceive still be born?

In that instant when her internal organs were shattered and she was in excruciating pain, Xijing Ningyin suddenly thought: "I was able to muster all my strength to fight on the brink of life and death, all for Xiao Hei, but I didn't get the pleasure of defeating him..."

"Ha ha!"

"Serves you right! You dumped yourself for that jerk, and now you're caught in the crossfire and forced to kneel down!"

At that moment, Kuro's expression was absolutely hilarious!

"Hehe, hehe, uh—ahh ...

This desperate roar was like a clarion call for her endless inner struggle and release, piercing the clouds and shaking every inch of air.

boom!

The next second, Ning Yin's body suddenly erupted with streaks of dark magic intertwined with crimson, like the red spider lilies blooming in the abyss, dazzling yet deadly.

The torrent of magic, like a wild horse unleashed, soared straight to the heavens, washing everything around it into chaos.

"Hey, you defying fate, young man! You've taken away my greatest pleasure in this life, at least you should satisfy me properly, right?"

At the center of the magical storm, Ning Yin's figure appeared and disappeared, her transformation was quietly unfolding, and every change foreshadowed an unprecedented awakening of power.

First, it was her right shoulder. The supergravity magic seemed to have a spirit, weaving a jet-black and cold arm that slowly stretched out.

Next, her eyes.

The whites of his eyes were gradually eroded by the murky blackness, like a gaze from an abyss, while the irises, like fireworks that had been imprisoned for a long time, suddenly burst forth, dazzling and brilliant.

Finally, it was her head.

A pair of sharp horns, cold, hard, and full of power, suddenly pierce through the forehead muscles, standing proudly, adding a touch of inviolable majesty and eerie beauty to the picture.

At this moment, Ningyin assimilated with the myth, transforming into a "demon" capable of changing the color of heaven and earth.

Awakening through salvation.

"Awakening" refers to the swordsman breaking free from the shackles of fate, transforming his soul, achieving a superhuman form, and breaking free from the constraints of destiny.

This process is also known as the "Soul of the Beast".

However, if the soul has transcended humanity, can the body that carries it still maintain its human form?

People have many questions about this "demon," and one hypothesis is the answer to this question—awakening through salvation.

After awakening, the "demon" excessively uses inhuman power in the world. Its inhuman soul gradually erodes its body, eventually causing the body and soul to transform in sync, creating a form more suited to the soul, thereby gaining greater power.

But in return, the "demon" will forever lose his humanity.

The demon merged with the myths passed down through the land, eventually transforming into a raging false god.

If there are too many of these, it will trigger the "Heroic Birth" mechanism of the multiverse, summoning heroes to descend to earth and destroy the false gods on earth.

At this time, Xijing Ningyin was in such a situation.

Mingxian stared at Xijing Ningyin, who had turned into a "ghost," and his lips twitched slightly. "Sister, it can't be that bad. We shouldn't have any deep-seated hatred between us, right?"

As for?

Is it really necessary to go to such lengths as to beat yourself up?

Although it was wrong to bring you into this world, I am willing to give up my human form, be corrupted by madness, and become a false god.

No, not really.

"What are you talking about, buddy? Do people like us need a reason to fight to the death?"