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

"My dear disciple~~ Your sister is about to start a great battle, where do you, my good little sister, want to go?"

"Ah... Chiyuki just wanted to find equipment to record my sister's magnificent figure..."

Equipment? Isn't your skirt bottom supposed to be a magic solution? Just reach under it and you'll find it!

Mu Mu reached under her skirt and began to roughly rub her. Ye Qianxue almost screamed, but suddenly froze and couldn't move.

"You're not allowed to go anywhere. You're staying here with me and you're not allowed to make a sound!"

Even though Ye Qianxue was unwilling, she could only listen to her and watch the battle while secretly accepting Mu Mu's 'punishment'.

However, as Mu Mu finished speaking, the battle between Yan Ziming and Murong Haiyi began.

A sound of smoke and dust rising, and the air began to move.

In an instant, endless thunderclouds pressed down in the sky, barely a hundred meters above the ground. Blue fireballs bloomed like flowers on the ionosphere, with dazzling auroral bands caused by high-energy particles breaking through the atmosphere swirling around them. From a distance, they looked like colorful sapphires.

Clang——

The divine sword was drawn, its sword energy bursting forth first, instantly sucking away the air and tearing it into hundreds of pieces, slicing the thick thundercloud in two.

Yan Ziming was cautious. This was a long-awaited attack from the opponent, and its power should not be underestimated. It could definitely cleave an SS-level mutated species in two!

Raiche appeared in her palm, her body nimbly spinning once in place, creating a circle of blue-purple ripples that seemed to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

Almost simultaneously, the sword energy arrived.

A soft sound, seemingly insignificant, pierced through the human body. A second later, the ground shattered, sending up rubble and dust that spread for kilometers, scraping a layer of soil across the entire area.

The next second, lightning filled the air, thunderclouds connected with the ground, and the terrifying might of heaven descended, causing all the energy to become chaotic, violent and turbulent, like a vast ocean crashing against the shore, stretching endlessly.

Thunder Realm!

This is the fundamental manifestation of Yan Ziming's combat power, and it can double his combat power!

This is to suppress the opponent with absolute quantity. In his elemental state, Yan Zimo has no shortage of energy and can mobilize it at will.

However, Murong Haiyi simply held the White Emperor Sword in front of him, exuding an inexhaustible aura of killing intent. It was as if the space had been split into two layers, and the thousands of lightning bolts did not touch him. He faced the situation calmly.

The White Emperor streaked across the sky, his golden light like a shooting star, accompanied by layers of escalating air explosions, tearing a long scar across the air with unstoppable force.

"Humph! I'm not afraid of you!"

Without holding back, he cleaved down with the lightning blade, releasing its energy in a fraction of a second. The blade, capable of cleaving heaven and earth, swelled in the wind, as if another sun had appeared!

Swah——

The White Emperor Sword clashed with the light blade, radiating overwhelming ferocity. A special aura emanated from it, allowing it to break through alone as if it were in an empty place. It swiftly sliced ​​through the light blade and forced its way to Yan Ziming's side.

Even after being slashed open, the remaining power of the light blade was undiminished, and Murong Haiyi retreated violently. The opponent's lightning was too terrifying; to use one's human body to resist it was simply courting death!

"clang!!!"

Once again, a long, trembling sound, as if it were about to tear eardrums apart, rang out. The White Emperor Sword flew back and was once again in Murong Haiyi's hand. The color of the blade became even brighter. He would not stop until the enemy was killed by his sword!

[The opponent excels in close combat, which is something I need to avoid...]

Yan Ziming also took a few steps back, fully aware of the advantages and disadvantages of both sides. If he were to be pushed closer, he would be in a passive position.

[Zi Mo, watch out!]

"Um?!"

Mo Xin's reminder had barely arrived when Murong Haiyi vanished like a phantom before her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, he was right in front of her, slashing down with the White Emperor Sword in his hand with lightning speed.

!!!

Yan Zimo's pupils suddenly contracted.

This White Emperor Sword, formed from a celestial spirit, possesses an inexplicable aura that Yan Zimo absolutely does not want to provoke, as doing so might lead to serious trouble!

"drink--!!!"

Her cherry lips uttered a soft sound, yet it was like an eternal thunderclap resounding in Murong Haiyi's ears, striking his heart with devastating force.

Murong Haiyi's mind trembled uncontrollably, and he instantly regained his senses. Unfortunately, the White Emperor Sword still paused for a moment, and Yan Zimo took the opportunity to move sideways and create distance between them.

After reading it, Mu Mu's eyes filled with deep admiration.

Yan Ziming grasped a key point: her opponent was not some mutated species, but a human!

If she were fighting a mutated species, her shout would be completely useless, but to Murong Haiyi, it was like a super bomb exploding next to him!

Chapter Ninety-Two: Purifying Oneself

Meanwhile, more people were drawn to the commotion of the battle.

There were no fewer than ten high-level ability users, including two ninth-level users. However, Mu Mu did not show any kindness when he saw these two ninth-level users. He waved his hand horizontally, and a silver line appeared on the ground, dividing the void.

"No one is allowed to cross this line!"

Mu Mu shouted coldly, his voice echoing throughout the entire arena, but it did not reach Yan Ziming and Murong Haiyi's ears, so as not to affect their battle.

Everyone's hearts trembled.

This is a formidable opponent. They have reason to believe that if anyone dares to cross this line, Mu Mu will unleash a massacre, regardless of whether they are on their side or not.

Hyde and Lansenk exchanged glances, knowing that Mu Mu was keeping an eye on them, so they consciously stood several hundred meters away from the silver line, leaving a safe distance.

The others also retreated far away, not only because of Mu Mu's intimidation, but also because they were very worried that Yan Ziming's attack would wipe them out as well. The dark thunderclouds were only a hundred meters away from the ground, and even if they had ten thousand times the courage, they wouldn't dare to get too close.

shhhhh--

Murong Haiyi's pupils had turned blood red at some point, as intimidating as two demonic blades, exuding a majestic and extremely terrifying aura!

In the blink of an eye, the White Emperor Sword in his hand slashed more than ten times, and streaks of crimson light shot out one after another. Each streak of crimson light formed a giant sword, so bright red that it seemed to drip with blood, crystal clear and dazzling. The sound of it cutting through the air covered up all the aftershocks.

However, these crimson greatswords all paled in comparison to another, even more vibrant beam of light, extinguishing quickly like candle flames in the wind.

"Radiant in the Mortal World...Aren't you afraid of killing her, my dear sister?"

Ye Qianxue was extremely worried. This was one of Yan Ziming's killing moves, created specifically to counter a one-hit kill.

She had personally tried it when she sparred with Yan Ziming not long ago, creating a spatial black hole to directly block Yan Ziming's Radiant Mortal World, and the black hole collapsed immediately!

While her lack of strength was certainly a factor, even Mu Mu during the Civilization Cup era struggled to hold her off, let alone Yan Zimo, who is now far stronger than he was then and is on a completely different level!

Killing Murong Haiyi would be no less than triggering a magnitude 12 earthquake!

Mu Mu patted her back, not taking advantage of her any further. "Don't worry... someone with a celestial spirit following them won't die so easily."

She's right. How could someone with a celestial spirit following them so easily meet their demise?

The White Emperor Sword in Murong Haiyi's hand hummed and trembled rapidly. With a light swing, it left mottled afterimages in place, blocking the radiance of the mortal world from penetrating these intangible afterimages.

"This is possible!?" Yan Ziming exclaimed in surprise.

In the instant he closed his eyes and blinked again, Murong Haiyi seemed to teleport right in front of him, the White Emperor Sword thrusting straight at him.

The gust of wind tore through her clothes first. Yan Ziming couldn't dodge in time and only had time to twist her body before her left shoulder was pierced through. Everyone's breath caught in their throats.

Has the outcome been decided?

The mighty Yan Zimo actually lost?!

Of course not. When his shoulder was pierced, what flowed out was not blood, but tiny, dazzling lightning elements that exploded under Yan Ziming's control.

Yan Ziming quickly created distance, feeling extremely wary.

Twice, twice in a row, Murong Haiyi approached her in unexpected ways, yet she didn't notice anything amiss.

Last time I saw it more clearly; Murong Haiyi's body turned into afterimages and slowly disappeared, and then he appeared in front of me.

However, Yan Ziming was certain that Murong Haiyi had nothing to do with the field of light speed.

What methods did he use?

[Killing intent.]

Mo Xin suddenly said this in Yan Ziming's mind.

[Murderous intent?]

[By condensing killing intent into a tangible form, he temporarily imprinted his presence on the spot. The afterimage you saw is this, but I don't know how he approached you.]

They were both shocked that Murong Haiyi could use such a theoretical method so skillfully in actual combat; anyone else would have surely failed.

The celestial spirit... truly lives up to its name!

And there's also some bad news...

He glanced at his shoulder where the White Emperor Sword had pierced him. The wound there had been unable to heal, as a peculiar energy was resisting it, preventing it from healing and causing wisps of white energy to escape.

What Yan Ziming feared most was that the white mist seemed to be transformed from her own source. As it dissipated, her own energy weakened and rapidly dissipated.

"He's draining my energy!"

Yan Ziming came to a surprising conclusion and made a plan in his mind.

By channeling one's will into oneself, the tendency of vital energy to dissipate within the body was suppressed, but it was still not enough to eradicate it.

Murong Haiyi would never give her that chance. The White Emperor Sword transformed into countless forms, leaving behind hundreds of densely packed afterimages, each seemingly possessing a physical form, launching the most ferocious attack against her, attempting to maintain this advantage.

——"Divine Punishment"

The Thunder Realm contracted, and the electrons floating in the air were stimulated by the Thunder Spirit, drawing down a bolt of lightning from the sky. It formed the shape of a spear of victory, like the wrath of the heavens, accompanied by brilliant sparks, and fiercely struck down.