I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Hoo...hiccup~~" Xiaoze roared again in grievance, but it sounded like an old man on the verge of death. If that were all, it would be fine, but then he even let out a burp!

"Damn it! You—"

"Big sister, we're here!" Ye Qianxue keenly sensed the irregular distortion of space and quickly reminded her.

Yan Ziming didn't have time to reprimand Xiao Ze. The chilling killing intent made her heart pound. She held Ye Qianxue tightly in front of her, ready to withstand the attack.

The Thunder Domain erupted, pushed to its limit by Yan Ziming, instantly covering an area of ​​nearly a thousand meters. Under the extreme stimulation, it flowed into the Thunder Cutter in less than half a second.

—Completely One

An attack that can be launched by condensing the realm into a single point and compressing it to the extreme possesses power comparable to a strike from a ninth-tier expert.

This was Yan Ziming's only means of fighting against that person; he had nothing else.

The electromagnetic barrier was pierced. Yan Ziming stopped abruptly, turned around, and slashed horizontally behind him with his Thunder Cutter. In the empty space, it collided with something and made a "ding" sound.

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to pierce through people's bodies and hit Yan Ziming and Ye Qianxue's hearts hard!

Moreover, everything around it was completely pulverized, each grain smaller than a grain of sand, making it impossible to tell what it once was.

"Ha—cough cough!" Yan Ziming spat out a mouthful of blood. An extremely powerful force was transmitted through Raikiri, and Yan Ziming almost let go of Raikiri's hand.

"Sister...My Lord!" Ye Qianxue's condition was not much better; her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

That collision just now almost shattered all their reason and thoughts!

Even my heart stopped for a moment.

—It was blocked!

Yan Ziming didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Holding Ye Qianxue, he ran towards the place with the thickest fog at the fastest speed he could ever go, almost escaping the man's attack range.

"Hmph! Even if he's an eighth-rank, he'll have to stay here!" That person misjudged Yan Ziming's strength. After all, being an eighth-rank was a hallmark of a person, so it was normal for him to misjudge.

But this is not a good thing for Yan Ziming. The high evaluation also means that the person will be even more serious about dealing with them, and he directly used the Boundary.

The air became thick and stagnant, and Yan Ziming felt as if he were running through a swamp, having to exert all his strength with every step while also enduring mental and physical suppression.

The pervasive and terrifying mental fluctuations made them feel as if they were in an endless ocean, helplessly being battered by the wind and waves, sinking into the abyss of hell.

"Space collapse!"

Yan Ziming was not fighting alone. Ye Qianxue used her ultimate move, the all-absorbing spatial power, which devoured the mental fluctuations that had trapped them in the mire. The mental fluctuations that sensed the spatial power were like a hand touching boiling oil, instantly retracting.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Ziming sped up and used all his strength to escape!

The next second, the man's mental fluctuations surged back like a tide, but he could no longer find Yan Ziming's figure.

"You think you can get away like this?"

A deep and authoritative voice came from all directions. Yan Ziming suddenly felt her shoulders getting hot. Looking down, she saw a strange mark shining, giving her the feeling that she was being locked on.

"Oops!"

The next second, as if an elephant were facing an ant, a crushing pressure came crashing down on her. Yan Ziming's face turned pale instantly, and an even more terrifying killing intent pierced her chest like a sharp sword.

"Mo Xin, it's all yours now!!!"

Yan Ziming couldn't hold on any longer, so she had to send her trump card, the little girl Mo Xin, to fight in her place.

Chapter Sixty-Six: Heartbreak

"That's a loud commotion over there, are they fighting?"

Mu Mu walked alone in the mist. Occasionally, mutated creatures would sneak up from various angles and pounce on her, but when they came into contact with her, they would pass right through her like bubbles and be cut in half.

Mu Mu's spatial abilities have reached their pinnacle. He is not far from the ninth rank; all he lacks is an opportunity.

Sensing the sounds of the battle over there, Mu Mu's expression became serious, because there was a ninth-rank being there.

The energy fluctuation that came was completely unfamiliar, and it didn't belong to either Qin Tianhai or Yan Shan. This meant that there was a ninth-tier being they didn't recognize on this island.

Now Mu Mu is certain that the other party is definitely after the sea serpent's corpse and crystal core, otherwise why would they need to send out a ninth-level figure?

It seems this mission is destined to be anything but smooth sailing; a life-or-death battle between the strongest individuals may even ensue.

But who is fighting against a ninth-tier being right now?

If he didn't sense any fluctuations from Yan Shan and Qin Tianhai, then the one fighting him must be either an eighth-tier being or a mutated species.

Mu Mu subconsciously ignored the possibility that it was Yan Ziming.

In her mind, Yan Ziming was powerful, but far from being able to go toe-to-toe with a ninth-rank opponent, so it couldn't be her.

But Mu Mu still felt a strange sense of panic, feeling that if she didn't go, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Driven by this impulse, she rushed there as fast as she could.

……

Yan Ziming faced the greatest crisis of his life. Mo Xin, the little girl, had been wanting to help for a while. After receiving Yan Ziming's order, she mustered all her strength to resist the next wave of attacks.

Raikiri detached itself from Yan Zimo's palm, becoming transparent and beautiful. In stark contrast to its appearance was its terrifying, world-destroying power.

During her escape, Yan Ziming glanced back worriedly. She seemed to see Mo Xin, the little loli, materialize, holding knives in both hands. Her petite figure looked so majestic and holy.

She stared at the distorted space in front of her. Although it was empty, she looked as solemn as if she were facing a vast army.

Mo Xin took a step forward with her left leg, nimbly turned around, and then made an upward flicking motion.

"Three Steps to the Sacred Realm".

As the lightning bolt swept across the space, a thin arc appeared. The arc moved very slowly, as if time itself had frozen, encircling Mo Xin in a circle. The crackling currents spread out and became more and more concentrated, until finally the lightning completely enveloped Mo Xin's figure.

boom--

The next instant, a blinding light shone, piercing through the boundless fog. Yan Ziming couldn't help but turn his head away, not daring to look directly at it!

A shockwave rippled through the air, leaving everything around it riddled with holes. The ethereal mist, seemingly untouched by the world, was blasted thin, and Yan Ziming was thrown a considerable distance by the shockwave.

Yan Ziming turned his head again and saw that the halo surrounding Mo Xin had shattered into pieces of blue-purple light, which broke apart inch by inch in the air, blocking the aftershocks of that person's attack. It was extremely dazzling.

Within it, Raichee was flying back at an extremely high speed.

With a wave of his hand, Raikiri transformed into a bolt of lightning and entered Yan Ziming's body. Yan Ziming used all his strength to carry Ye Qianxue and quickly escaped from the place.

"Blue-purple lightning... is that Azure Lightning? Then I definitely can't let you get away!"

A massive mental fluctuation rapidly spread, searching for Yan Ziming's figure. Wherever it passed, the surroundings twisted and contorted, creating a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.

"What the hell did I do to you? Why are you chasing after me like this?!"

Yan Ziming couldn't help but curse loudly. It was another person who called her Cang Lei. It seemed that this ninth-level expert was the same group that attacked Bei'an last time. In addition to that ninth-level expert with ice and snow abilities, there were actually other ninth-level experts!

How deep must the foundation of this organization be?

According to what my uncle told me, this is just an underground organization!

Moreover, he repeatedly caused her trouble, trying to take her to see that so-called god, but his motives are still unclear.

"Hoo, hoo—Mo Xin, what kind of move was that just now? Teach me later." Yan Ziming was very envious of Mo Xin's 'Three Steps Sacred Domain' move. It was so cool, and it seemed quite practical as well.

"Let's get out of here first!" Mo Xin shouted in a panic.

Immediately afterward, the next wave of attacks came. Yan Ziming followed the same pattern and barely managed to withstand the attack with his whole body. He coughed up another mouthful of blood and used the impact to fly even further.

She felt as if all her internal organs had been violently churned, and only thanks to her advanced superhuman physical abilities did she survive the shock.

But now she is also weak in her limbs, mentally exhausted, her stomach acid is churning and she is about to vomit. She has exhausted all her energy and is feeling a mix of emotions.

It was so frustrating; I was beaten so badly that I couldn't defend myself, and my younger sister was also seriously injured.

From that moment on, she vowed to kill every member of this organization she encountered!

Fortunately, the fog had a significant effect; she was now out of the man's attack and perception range, and her escape was temporarily over.

After speeding along with Ye Qianxue for about ten minutes, Yan Ziming followed Mo Xin's guidance to an underground cave, where he rested for a while.

"Qianxue, are you alright?" Yan Ziming looked at Ye Qianxue's pale face, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe!

"Cough cough, it's nothing... You're the one who should lie down, big sister!"

Ye Qianxue coughed a few times, but was not directly injured. Yan Ziming had taken all the damage himself. At most, she was just mentally exhausted, but her injuries were not serious.

Ye Qianxue forcefully pressed him onto her knees for a knee pillow position. Yan Ziming almost greedily enjoyed the sensation of his face rubbing against his sister's white over-the-knee socks. The feel of her thighs was soft and bouncy, very comfortable.

Suddenly, a few drops of liquid fell on her cold face. They were warm, but Yan Ziming felt as if several worlds had fallen from her skin.

Her sister cried.

She cried very hard, her face streaked with tears, and sobbed, "Sister, sister... I'm sorry... Qianxue, Qianxue is so useless..." Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and buried her face in Yan Ziming's chest, crying loudly.

Yan Ziming felt his heart clenching. He didn't want her to cry or get hurt, but he still couldn't do it.

When she cried, Yan Ziming felt as if her whole world had shattered, losing its original color and becoming more desolate than barren land. Yet, a soothing spring still flowed deep within, preventing her world from completely drying up.

For a moment, Yan Ziming also felt an urge to cry, but she couldn't. As the older sister, she had to take on the responsibility of comforting her younger sister.

Yan Ziming placed his hand on her head and gently stroked it.

"Don't cry... Qianxue, you're a very capable little sister, you've been a great help."

"Waaah...but, but—waaah..." Ye Qianxue couldn't utter a complete sentence, so she simply stopped and burst into tears.

Two months ago, Yan Ziming was badly wounded in the battle against the tyrants while covering their retreat. From that moment on, she began to hate her own weakness.