Ever since then, I'd rarely used Star Falling Body. It was like a Heart Demon—every time I wanted to activate it, I couldn't help recalling that scene of sparring with the Lord of Mansion. As time went by, I gradually grew unfamiliar with it.
But now, Xing Xueman's confidence had returned.
"Since you're seeking death, then I'll... grant your wish!!"
Xing Xueman was just about to release repulsive force and convert it into pulling force, when she saw the figure in front of her silently mutter something.
The next instant.
The figure that had been straining forward through the repulsive field... vanished.
"Yuan Demon Body? Did he just say Yuan Demon Body? What is Yuan Demon..."
Pa.
Xing Xueman's thoughts froze.
Because something was pressed to her chest.
Ice-cold, yet with the rough texture of deadwood grain.
How... is that... possible?!
Xing Xueman lowered her head in disbelief, slowly.
Repulsive force.
