Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 2536: Darkness vs Death (2)



The newcomer was a woman of striking, almost otherworldly beauty. Her eyes, a deep, mesmerizing shade of crimson, seemed to glow with an inner fire, hinting at a playful yet dangerous nature.

She was clad in a form-fitting black dress, adorned with intricate patterns that seemed to shift and shimmer like shadows, accentuating her lithe and graceful figure.

This was Mo Xue, an Ancient Devil God, a being of immense power and ancient lineage, her very presence radiating an aura of mystery and allure.

"My, my," Mo Xue purred, her voice like velvet over steel, a playful lilt in her tone. "Isn't this a lively gathering? And here I thought I was late to the party."

Her crimson eyes, gleaming with amusement, landed on Sheng Qianyu, a smirk playing on her lips. "Meddling in other people's affairs without a good reason, are we?" she taunted, her voice dripping with mock concern. "That's not very polite, you know."

Sheng Qianyu, her amethyst eyes narrowed, regarded the newcomer with a cold gaze. "And who might you be," she asked, her voice devoid of any warmth, "to interfere in my affairs?"

Mo Xue chuckled, a melodic sound that belied the dangerous glint in her eyes. "Me?" she asked, placing a delicate hand on her chest, as if feigning surprise. "Why, I'm just a humble observer. if you will. And I must say, this little skirmish is quite entertaining."

"But," she continued, her voice taking on a more serious tone, "I'm afraid I can't let you spoil all the fun. After all, these little pets have their uses."

She gestured towards the Shadow Demon and Void Creature leaders, who, despite their injuries, were now regarding Sheng Qianyu with renewed vigor, emboldened by the arrival of their powerful ally.

Sheng Qianyu stared at Mo Xue coldly, her grip on her scythe tightened.

Mo Xue sighed dramatically, as if bored by the conversation. "Oh, the eternal struggle between good and evil, order and chaos," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "How tiresome. Can't we all just get along? Or, better yet, can't we all just embrace a little bit of chaos?"

Before Sheng Qianyu could respond, Mo Xue's form flickered, and she vanished from sight, reappearing a moment later directly in front of the Ghost King. Her movements were so swift, so fluid, that they seemed to defy the very laws of physics.

"Let's dance, shall we?" Mo Xue whispered, her crimson eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger.

With a speed that belied her graceful appearance, Mo Xue attacked. Her hands, now adorned with razor-sharp claws, became blurs of motion as she unleashed a flurry of blows upon Sheng Qianyu. Each strike carried the weight of an ancient power, the power of a being who had witnessed the birth and death of countless stars.

Sheng Qianyu, caught off guard by the sudden assault, was forced to defend herself. Her scythe, a whirlwind of black and silver, parried Mo Xue's attacks, the clash of their powers sending shockwaves through the air.

BANG!!

Mo Xue pressed her attack, her claws tearing through the air, leaving trails of dark energy in their wake. She was a whirlwind of motion, a storm of chaos, her every move designed to overwhelm, to dominate, to destroy.

Sheng Qianyu fought back with a calm, focused intensity. Her scythe, an extension of her will, moved with a precision that belied its size and weight. She parried, she dodged, she countered, her movements as graceful and fluid as the dance of a phantom.

The Shadow Demon and Void Creature leaders, sensing an opportunity, joined the fray, their attacks now coordinated, their powers amplified by the presence of Mo Xue.

Sheng Qianyu, now facing three powerful adversaries, found herself being pushed back. The combined might of the Ancient Devil God, the Shadow Demon leader, and the Void Creature leader was proving to be a formidable challenge.

Mo Xue, sensing the shift in momentum, pressed her advantage. Her crimson eyes gleamed with a predatory delight as she unleashed her full power. The air around her crackled with dark energy, the ground beneath her feet trembling under the weight of her ancient might.

"It's no use, little Ghost King," she taunted, her voice dripping with a mixture of amusement and malice. "You cannot hope to stand against me. You are outmatched, outclassed, and out of time."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

She raised her hand, and the dark energy around her coalesced, forming a sphere of pure chaos, a miniature black hole that threatened to consume everything in its path. "Let me show you the true meaning of power."

With a flick of her wrist, she hurled the sphere towards Sheng Qianyu, a silent projectile of pure destruction, a harbinger of oblivion.

The Ghost King, her eyes fixed on the approaching sphere, knew that this was no ordinary attack. It was a manifestation of Mo Xue's ancient power, a power that could obliterate not just her physical form, but her very soul.

Just as the sphere was about to engulf Sheng Qianyu, a figure suddenly materialized from the void, appearing directly in front of her. A towering figure, clad in black armor that seemed to absorb all light, his presence radiating an aura of absolute power, of death and destruction.

He was the Hell Asura, a harbinger of death from the deepest depths of hell. His face was hidden behind a menacing helm, yet his presence alone was enough to send shivers down the spines of even the most powerful beings.

Without a word, without a sound, the Hell Asura raised his hand, and a massive spear, its shaft as black as the void, its blade shimmering with an infernal light, materialized in his

grasp.

With a swift, precise movement, he thrust the spear forward, directly at the chaotic sphere that Mo Xue had unleashed. The spear, imbued with the power of the Hell Asura, pierced through the sphere, disrupting its energy, causing it to implode upon itself, dispersing into nothingness.

BOOOM!!

Mo Xue's eyes widened in surprise, her playful smirk replaced with an expression of genuine shock. She had not expected anyone to be able to counter her attack, let alone with such ease. "You..." she gasped, her voice filled with disbelief. "The Hell Asura... But... you were supposed to be..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the Hell Asura moved. He blurred into motion, his movements faster than the eye could follow, faster than even Mo Xue could react to. He appeared directly in front of her, his spear thrusting forward with unstoppable force.

BANG!!