“What did you say?” Lilith’s whole being froze over.
“Did I stutter? Were my words unclear? Take your clothes off.” Dyon’s indifferent expression became cold. He had already lost count of how many times this girl had aimed her killing intent at him. If it wasn’t for Evangeline, he would have directly killed her.
Lilith’s expression became colder. “There’ll come a day where I’ll kill you.”
Her body turned swiftly to leave. She wouldn’t be disrespected like this.
Dyon’s eyes flashed with a golden light, causing a brilliant defensive array to appear, blocking the entrance. Of course, the full power of a peak saint could destroy it after a bit of effort, but what else could be expected from an array he created on a whim?
Lilith’s small frame trembled with rage.
In an instant, a sword of pure white appeared in her delicate hand. It was a forged katana of more than seven feet long.
It looked as though it was carved from the purest ice, yet it didn’t radiate a cold aura. Instead, it was nothing short of holy, as though a goddess had descended from the skies.
Not only was it longer than the Dragon King’s original form, it was its direct opposite in color.
Dyon immediately sensed danger.
He leaped backward, slamming through an already cracked wall to appear outside.
Dyon’s eyes contracted as a blinding ray of sword qi decimated everything in its path. ‘7th stage intent!’
It was already impressive enough that Sokzac had mastered a 4th stage intent while being weighed down by devil qi. If that was impressive, then what the hell was this? Even with her comprehension hampered, she was already a match for the best geniuses their hundred quadrants had to offer?!
However, Dyon wasn’t impressed. Instead, he was pissed off. This little girl had to be taught a lesson.
‘Trying to use wills while your soul is injured, you clearly have a death wish.’
Dyon was free falling down the side of the mountain, completely unworried about the commotion this battle would cause. After all, the Master’s Peak was completely isolated from the outside world. With a thought, its built-in concealment array was activated through the Master Symbol.
The sword qi followed Dyon’s falling body in hot pursuit, unrelenting and unyielding.
Dyon could feel the path Lilith had chosen and his eyes couldn’t help but contract further. If there was a path that could match the sovereign path, it was definitely this one. ‘The immortal path.’
Relentless, unending, without fatigue. To disdain the world, but to also grasp it in your hands.
Dyon’s finger drew a small circle in the air, forming an array that he then crushed. In an instant, he disappeared.
At the top of the peak, Lilith stood in the air, seething with rage. However, in the next moment, she began to violently cough up blood.
The soul was the connection between a mortal and the heavens, it was through it that one was able to learn, comprehend and use wills. For someone with a damaged soul to forcibly use their will to its utmost was suicide.
It was for this reason that Dyon’s aurora steps were so potent. It was impossible to use wills under its influence due to the direct pressure on your soul.
Obviously, Lilith wasn’t in good condition to be using her wills freely, or else she would have fought it out with Dyon a long time ago. A martial warrior without their wills, in some cases, would lose more than 50% of their strength.
Although she knew that that attack wasn’t enough to kill Dyon, she hoped that it was at least enough to heavily injure him and level the playing field. She no longer cared about healing her soul, she just wanted to kill him!
However, before she could steady her state and prepare for Dyon’s attack, a strong hand gripped her throat, shutting off her air way.
Because Lilith’s intent had broken into the 7th stage, it had the properties of a celestial which included the ability to lock down space. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for Dyon to create a teleportation formation on a whim capable of escaping that situation. He would need at least a few hours to create a viable array, something that was obviously impossible in the middle of a battle.
This was exactly why Lilith hadn’t accounted for Dyon suddenly appearing before her. She was certain that he would have to take the attack head-on.
Unfortunately for her, she miscalculated. Because her soul was injured, how could her will have the same strength it usually did? Although her comprehension was still at the 7th intent level, it didn’t have the power backing it to match, leading to her being forced into this situation.
Dyon coldly looked into Lilith’s eyes, but her gaze didn’t lose out in any way. Despite having her neck grasped and her life and death in the hands of another, there was no fear in her eyes, nor was there any unwillingness, instead, there was only anger, rage and killing intent.
Without even another thought, Lilith attempted something that shocked Dyon. Before either of them spoke a word, before Dyon could even make an attempt to move, Lilith’s jaw opened wide, her pearly white teeth flashing as she bit down as hard as she could.
It only took a moment for Dyon to process what was happening. She was actually trying to kill herself!