Qianye made no movement as he gazed at the incoming Demoness. His indifference actually surprised the Demoness.

“Why aren’t you fleeing?”

“If I escape, wouldn’t I be giving up the Constellation Well for free?”

“Idiot.” The Demoness’ expression was hidden behind a veil of black mist. Countless streams of black smoke appeared around Qianye, cleaving at him with incomparable sharpness.

Qianye slashed through the mist with East Peak, but the dark clouds would reform and drift toward him once more.

Qianye raised his brows. Flames of scarlet gold erupted on the blade as he slashed in four different directions!

The origin flames of Venus Dawn burned fiercely as they came into contact with the Demoness’ invisible demonic blades. The raging blaze devoured the faint mist, reducing all of the demonic blades to nothingness.

Qianye took a step back and put ten meters between him and the Demoness. The latter didn’t chase after him—she recalled what was left of the demonic blades with a wave of her hand, her expression serious. Qianye gazed intently at the flames on East Peak, calculating something in silence.

The confrontation between the origin flames and the invisible demonic...