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The immense Honkai energy radiated outwards in a way that exceeded Rheinheit's imagination, almost instantly destroying the golden chains that bound her.

The Honkai energy contained within Fu Hua, who twice defeated the Honkai, could even be said to have reached the upper limit of a planet.

If she were to return to the time when she fought the Herrscher of the End, she could probably defeat the Herrscher of the End single-handedly.

At that moment, this power appeared before Rheinheit, crushing her long-held pride.

"how is this possible?"

Reinhardt's expression of shock lasted less than two seconds before his face darkened again.

She stood atop the dragon Durin, looking down at Fu Hua, her voice low and deep. A pale golden light began to emanate from her unfathomable face.

"Why have you also mastered the power of the heavens?"

“This power is clearly firmly sealed by the Sky Island… no.” Reinhardt stopped mid-sentence.

A smile gradually crept onto her lips: "Haha, it seems I was reckless. Perhaps those of you who used the power of the heavens are not my enemies. However, what I didn't expect was that the Geo Archon, who has protected Liyue for thousands of years, would actually begin to rebel against the maintainer of the laws of nature. How interesting."

"Perhaps you've misunderstood something." Fu Hua frowned and slowly brought her fist to her lower abdomen.

She stepped forward with one foot and back in a lunge position, her body, which had been engulfed in flames, regained its composure. The immense Honkai energy began to contract and condense on her fist: "The Honkai power I wield is not a gift from the heavens; it is my own power."

"However, you unilaterally start a war and then unilaterally stop it. Do you really think I have no temper at all?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a massive amount of Honkai energy condensed into a clear liquid, like a flowing ruby, on her fist.

Then, suddenly, with her upward punch, she unleashed her full power.

A crimson light, even faster and more terrifying than the breath of the demonic dragon Dulin, pierced through space and arrived in front of Dulin almost instantly.

The alchemist of the [Gold] realm was completely unable to react to such speed.

However, the pale golden runes that appeared all over her body flashed by, activating a series of life-saving spells that she had prepared long ago.

The first pre-set life-saving technique is the distortion of space. This technique, modeled after the immortal's grotto, can almost devour all attacks. As long as the attack does not exceed the upper limit that the grotto can contain, it cannot cause her any damage.

And it's quite obvious that this woman's attack...

Click!

As if the sound of shattering glass suddenly rang out, the space shattered under the crimson light, and the chaotic torrent of elements, carried by the red light, rushed toward her face with undiminished speed.

Boom!

An explosion suddenly rang out in her face, and the immense force threw her off the back of the dragon Dulin, sending her crashing to the ground.

"Hey hey hey~~!"

The witch with fiery red hair, who had been floating in the distant sky from the very beginning, was startled.

She never expected that Reinhardt, who had activated the [Gold] alchemy, could still be shot down from the sky.

This is an outcome that even several worldly rulers working together might not be able to achieve.

What surprised the witch even more was that the woman in front of her, dressed in a beautiful cheongsam, clearly had not yet used her full strength.

"We can't beat them."

Although she knew this attack would not defeat Reinhardt, her keen eyesight could clearly see that Reinhardt was inferior to the woman before her.

"The best course of action is to slip away as quickly as possible."

After whispering this to herself, the witch secretly adjusted her position, preparing to leave the snowfield battlefield and enter Mondstadt's airspace.

"Don't rush off..."

A clear and melodious voice suddenly rang out from behind her, and along with the words, a sandstorm that had appeared out of nowhere enveloped the sky around her.

The witch turned around with a wry smile and saw a girl dressed in pure white gauze.

She was bare-kneedled, with a small bell tied to her wrist, and she was all smiles.

The witch couldn't help but sigh, "Ah! I don't like fighting. But it's clear you're not going to let me leave."

"Ouch!"

She sighed again, and with each breath, fiery clouds began to swirl around her, keeping all the sand and dust at bay.

She held a long water pipe, took a slow puff, and exhaled a plume of fiery red smoke that merged into the clouds.

"Can't we really talk this over? Wouldn't it be better if we just had a peaceful tea party?"

"Of course... not good!" Her response was met with Gui Zhong's radiant smile and a swirling sandstorm.

.......

The battles in the sky are like the battles between gods, destroying and creating worlds.

The traveler girl and the blond prince on the ground, however, had their attention solely focused on each other.

They had no time to consider anything else besides each other, or perhaps they didn't care about anything else.

They only had eyes for each other.

"What are you hesitating for? Why don't you attack?"

The blond prince frowned and asked the traveling girl before him, "Do you really think that I will show mercy if you don't attack me?"

"Don't be so naive."

"The world of Teyvat may appear harmonious and stable on the surface, with most people living happily and peacefully under the rule of the Seven Gods. But what you don't know is that it is full of bloodshed and struggle."

“Kong, brother.” Ying gently shook her head: “I know what you’re thinking. You’re afraid of something, or you’re worried about something, or you’re concerned about my safety.”

“As my brother, my understanding of you is definitely not so superficial and simple.”

"kindness....."

The blond prince paused for a moment, then lowered his head and said nothing more.

A few seconds later, he suddenly raised his head, the one-handed longsword in his hand already drawn.

A deep purple glow swirled around his longsword, which was remarkably similar to the longsword in the traveler girl's hand.

"Corrupted blood?"

The young traveler couldn't help but ask this question.

"I prefer to call it the origin of the world, a gift from heaven, a golden present, and the final echo of the black sun."

The blond prince looked somber.

His gaze toward his younger sister gradually turned serious.

"Watch out, Ying, I'm serious."

Chapter Twenty-Six: Battle (4)

"Hmph, you called me Ying now."

The young traveler seized upon the flaw in the prince's words.

"Kong, you said you didn't know me, but you gave yourself away in just a few words."

“Uh…” The blond prince paused for a moment, then shook his head slightly without answering.

Then, the next second, the prince opened his eyes, and the deep purple longsword in his hand suddenly slashed out, like a purple flower blooming in a white snowfield, or like a purple lightning bolt flashing by.

The traveler girl reacted instantly to her brother's sudden attack.

With lightning speed, she drew her longsword, and the breeze that touched it instantly transformed into a whirlwind, violently blowing towards the ground in front of her.

[Wind Vortex Sword!]

The swirling sword energy swept across, causing white snow and black soil to fly. Using the reaction force of the whirlwind, the traveler girl turned around and dodged her brother's slash. At the same time, the blade drew a semi-circular arc and aimed at the incoming sword-wielding hand.

Click!

A crisp sound rang out, the clash of metal against metal.

The blond prince also spun his body and sword, dodging the attack while parrying with his own blade.

"You really want to chop off my hand?!" he couldn't help but complain. "Didn't you see I deliberately missed? Are you really going to do it?"

"You were the one who said you were going to take this seriously. And I really am taking it seriously."

The young traveler returned without hesitation.

Then, the corrosive sword in her hand slashed at the golden-haired prince again. A verdant storm instantly formed beneath her feet, engulfing her body and transforming into a howling storm.

The wind is stirring.

The blond prince calmed down and immediately recalled how he used to duel with his sister, who was just as serious about winning back then.

Of course, he was the same.

He wanted to win even in a duel that wouldn't leave any marks.

It looks like we won't be able to leave today unless we defeat Ying.

The teacher and the witch were slightly at a disadvantage. Who were the people with Ying? How could they have managed to make the teacher and the witch suffer a loss?

---One of them seems to be an incarnation of the Geo Archon of Liyue. The other two women are not even recognized by the teacher.

What should I do?

The prince's mind raced with thoughts, but he gripped his longsword even tighter.

He looked at his younger sister, who was standing ten steps away, shook his head slightly, and said in a calm but cold voice, "Ying, you shouldn't interfere with what I'm doing."

"You said you wouldn't interfere, so you won't... Hmm, brother, I didn't expect you to become such a domineering brother after not seeing you for so long." Since meeting her brother, Ying has spoken longer sentences than Paimon had ever heard before.

“Hmm… Ying, I’m serious, I’m not joking with you.” The blond prince frowned in distress. “Don’t take what I’m saying as a joke I used to make when we were together.”

"I am seriously warning you."

"What warning?" The traveler girl sheathed her longsword, a hint of displeasure in her expression. "You are my brother, and I am your sister. We are bound by a shared destiny. Is there anything that cannot be shared between us?"

"If someone only offers so-called advice without telling me the whole story and its outcome, do you really think I'll listen to them?"

"Will such advice really make me stop and seek your help?"

"Riddles don't bring joy; they only make people more irritable. If you have something to say, just tell me directly, brother."

The blond prince listened to his sister's speech and looked at her still beautiful face, which he hadn't seen in a long time. For a moment, he felt heavy-hearted and sheathed his long sword.