The King of Black Fog

"Don't take risks on your own!" The little turnip wished he could go back immediately.

"Waiting for others to make a move is not as good as us taking the initiative, and—" Yang Qinglan glanced at Li Qianxia, "how can we let go of those who dare to hurt Qian Xia."

"Lanlan~" Li Qianxia opened her arms, wanting to hug Yang Qinglan.

Yang Qinglan gave her a glance, 'Attract and Repel' pushing her away.

"Let's go." She took out the "Bible·Knight".

Li Changzhou's figure became blurry, his wrist flip, and the Emerald Bee Sword slid out of his sleeve.

Horned Robe spread out, transforming into a JK shirt, JK pleated skirt, JK black stockings, Li Qianxia held the 'Desert Eagle'.

Yang Qinglan looked at her—Where's your gun?

Li Qianxia patted the 'Desert Eagle'—This is also a gun.

Li Changzhou looked at her—What's with your clothes?

Li Qianxia grinned—Black stockings, exciting, right? This is what I've been secretly practicing while sewing shoes!

"Ah." The little turnip sighed.

"You don't have to go," Yang Qinglan said.

"Really?!"

The little turnip looked up, and the three of them were already silently landing on the eaves of the corridor, nearly dragging images of themselves, and then disappeared on the roof once more.

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Deep into the night, in silence, within the attic, Chun Emperor was visualizing.

She became a mist—

Drifting through Tokyo Bay's Toyosu Coast, sweeping past a fisherman fishing;

In India, circling around a vendor selling roasted corn who was smearing spices on the corns;

Rushing through the streets of São Paulo, drying the sweat on the bodies of the tourists;

Roaring across the Mongolian Prairie, crossing Russia's vast and fertile lands;

Suddenly sweeping over the valleys and highland meadows of Austria, flying over the fjords of Norway;

In Paris's Pigalle District, blowing trash into the sky.

One moment it was a gale, sweeping through Texas, the next it was a gentle breeze, softly touching a girl's hair in Ohio, who was waiting for her other half.

Experiencing various emotions, hearing every cry of pain, every burst of laughter.

Finally, she arrived at a rocky mountain, looking around at the undulating long grass, the proud pines.

The figure of Chun Emperor suddenly became blurry.

Bang!

A thunderous explosion, the bullet from the Desert Eagle passed through her brow, blasting a hole in the wall.

With fluttering sleeves, Chun Emperor flung her sleeve, and with a bang, it was as if she cast the heavy fog in the sky onto Li Changzhou's face, who was closing in.

As the fog swiftly spread, Li Changzhou's movements remained unchanged, a flash of Jade Light shone through the white fog, carrying the sensation of tearing through fabric.

"The Lord says, 'Ask of me, and I will make the nations your inheritance, the ends of the earth your possession.'"

That holy and dignified voice, a drop of light as thick as water, fell beside Yang Qinglan's feet, 'Holy Domain' unfolded.

Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, Li Qianxia, the three stood back to back in the center of the 'Holy Domain', the Black Death God's scythe rotating in defense around them.

The little turnip and the butterfly crouched on the eaves of the opposite building, daring only to show their eyes toward the battlefield.

The fog thickened.

"What are you three doing in my room in the middle of the night?" A playful seductive woman's voice came from all directions.

"What skill is this?" Li Changzhou curiously asked.

The King Cobra snaked its way across the ground, quietly advancing towards the human-shaped red light it saw.

"Visualization, don't you know it?" Chun Emperor laughed.

"I do, but it's not as high-level as yours," Li Changzhou laughed.

"High-level? Oh, I get it now, you've learned that 'Thunder Map' from swindler Master Huang? Turned a simple punch into a combat skill?" Chun Emperor taunted playfully.

The voice was seductive, as if a beauty in a red dress was half-drunk, lying in the listener's arms, with her slightly alcoholic breath warm in your ear, her slender waist enticing endless affection.

"This Master Huang, I even bought his book." Li Changzhou hadn't really considered it.

The King Cobra suddenly raised its head, swift as lightning, biting toward the thigh of the human-shaped red light.

The fog sharply contracted, with bursts of silver-bell-like laughter.

"Stop it, I'm changing clothes!"

The King Cobra bit into nothing, its triangular head even getting lightly stepped on.

As the fog cleared, Chun Emperor, dressed in a cheongsam, her long, fair legs stretching out of the slits of the dress, giving the impression of infinite length.

White hair dancing in the air, the fog gathered at her arms into a pure white garment, and she floated in mid-air, like a celestial empress descending to the world.

"You really do like to launch surprise attacks," Chun Emperor said with a hint of displeasure.

Her beauty was enchanting, her eyes captivating, the white hair held a breath-holding divinity.

The 'Favored Concubine' fully activated, even Li Qianxia swallowed.

"Oh? You're actually this beautiful," Li Changzhou said in surprise.

"Only realized now? You must be Li Changzhou, we've met before," Chun Emperor floated in the air, her left hand propping up her right arm as her slender fingers caressed her own cheek, as if reveling in her own beauty.

Li Changzhou sighed, "She's almost as captivating as Miss Yang, what in the world, how can there be such a woman."

The smile on Chun Emperor's face froze, and her gaze landed on Yang Qinglan, as she provocatively sized her up, "So you're Miss Yang?"

Yang Qinglan offered a slight smile.

With a loud 'bang', a piece of the silk garment exploded!

The faces of the two great beauties changed simultaneously.

Auditory hallucinations and visual illusions were blocked!

They had been silently ambushed!

With a flash of blue in her eyes, Yang Qinglan's figure staggered, her body that had been floating suddenly lost the gravity of the ground, and the ceiling above seemed to suddenly impose a gravitational pull, sending her flying upwards.

Yang Qinglan waved her hand again and a spider web fell from above.

"How dare you!" roared Chun Emperor.

"Boom!"

'Attract And Repel,' 'spider web,' Black Death God, Desert Eagle bullets, King Cobra's venomous fog, all were pushed away.

The ground trembled, sand flew, and stones scattered as the entire building exploded with a thunderous boom, causing screams of alarm from the pear garden, while lights bound to electric cables swung crazily.

The air mourned as the shockwave violently swept through, forming a visible wall of gas.

Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, Li Qianxia, and the King Cobra, like shrapnel from an exploded grenade, were ejected by the force.

Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia, with their slender and supple figures, twisted in mid-air, landed, and retreated a few steps to dissipate all the impact.

Bang!

Before they could steady themselves, Li Changzhou had already lunged forward, charging like a cannonball towards the white-haired Chun Emperor, who was now surrounded by emptiness.

The Gale blew, the Black Death God's cloak rustling loudly, the White Bone Scythe aimed to merge with her white hair, slashing at Chun Emperor's head, intending to split it in two.

Mist and silk billowed like snakes, skimming past the Scythe. The Black Death God could only touch and be touched by the soul.

But just a moment ago, he was pushed away by Chun Emperor's voice!

Chun Emperor's eyes flashed, and she ducked to avoid the White Bone Scythe.

Five meters to go.

A jade light flashed, and Li Changzhou threw the Emerald Bee Sword.

The mist/silk that had missed the Scythe, frustrated and angered, rolled towards the jade light, tangling with it.

Four meters.

Li Changzhou clenched his fist, his mind clouded with dark thoughts.

Chun Emperor slowly raised her head, her charming face now stern.

Three meters.

Lightning struck his spine, and his potential raged like a vast ocean.

Chun Emperor's white hair trembled, each strand standing on end.

Two meters.

The immense force twisted into a spiral, surging into his right arm.

The hair screeched, covering the sky like a torrent of arrows.

One meter.

Yang Qinglan's eyes turned blue, realizing it was too late to target the inertially-moving white hair, her gaze shifted abruptly, pulling Chun Emperor to the side once more.

Li Changzhou and Chun Emperor brushed past each other.

The white hair exerted full force, the right arm exerted full force, neither had time to retract.

Both twisted their waists and kicked out at the same time.

Bang!

Crack, Chun Emperor's straight long leg went soft like boneless, bending inwards, then twisted again as if it was pieced together.

Bang!

The shockwave cleared the air, and Chun Emperor crashed to the ground like a meteor, smashing into the earth, while Li Changzhou was sent flying into the night sky.

In the moment before landing, Chun Emperor pressed her palm against the ground and floated up again.

Bang bang bang!

The Desert Eagle poured out bullets, one after another, creating a vacuum tunnel.

Chun Emperor's figure shifted, the bullets passing through the mist as if through air.

"Useless thing!" Li Qianxia let go, the Desert Eagle slid away as she began summoning the Blood-colored Steel Spear.

Yang Qinglan directed a gravitational pull at Li Changzhou, stopping his skyward momentum—in midair, no matter how strong Li Changzhou was, he couldn't fight against inertia and had to follow it obediently.

Under Yang Qinglan's continuous adjustment of gravity, Li Changzhou finally returned to the ground.

The Blood-colored Steel Spear appeared in Li Qianxia's waiting hand, her JK outfit melting away to form Blood-colored Armor, her fingertips sharp as claws.

Golden lines traced over her body as Yang Qinglan removed her hairpin, donned the Golden Holy Armor and red cape, the Emerald Bee Sword glowing with a golden light, and her black hair flowing like silk.

The King Cobra emerged from a pile of rubble, flowing like water, supporting its neck, hissing and flicking its tongue.

The lights continued to sway, casting long and short shadows of the four figures and the snake, while screams for help filled the pear garden.