"You know me?" Chen Muye raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Among the Night Watchmen, how many don't know you, Chen Muye?" Han Shaoyun laughed. "Ten years ago, who didn't know the two prodigies, Black and White Impermanence, in Shangjing City?"
"I thought that after all these years, not many people would still recognize me."
"Hmm... not many young people know you, but I joined the Night Watch quite early, so I've heard of you." Han Shaoyun looked at Chen Muye with surprise, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Ten years ago, Black Impermanence Chen Muye suddenly disappeared from Shangjing City, his whereabouts unknown. Some said you died, others said you made a mistake and were confined to the Zhaijie Institute by the Commander-in-Chief... I didn't expect you would come to this small Cangnan City and become a Captain?"
"Why?"
"I'm willing."
"..." Han Shaoyun's brows furrowed again.
"That's not right... I remember you were in the 'Chuan' realm before you disappeared. Now, ten years have passed, and that [White Impermanence] has become the captain of the Night Watch team stationed in Shangjing City. How come you're still stuck in the 'Chuan' realm?"
Chen Muye was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "That's not important."
He walked step by step towards Han Shaoyun, his feet treading on the waters of the River of the Dead. The twin swords in his hands hummed softly, like a pair of soul-hooking iron chains, captivating the soul!
Han Shaoyun paused for a moment, then smiled. "Indeed, for me, whether I know these things or not is no longer important..."
He swung his halberd, and the gale mixed with snowflakes tore a corner of this forbidden ruin that resembled the underworld. He bent down slightly and then suddenly shot out!
The wind and snow at the tip of the halberd swept across the waters of the River of the Underworld, freezing a thin layer of ice on its surface. Han Shaoyun, his figure like a dragon, arrived in front of Chen Muye in an instant!
The wind and snow are howling!
Clang—!!
The twin swords clashed with the halberd, and Chen Muye was forced back several steps by Han Shaoyun's shock. A dark glint flashed in his eyes, and his figure vanished like a ghost, strangely passing straight through the halberd. His straight sword slashed out like lightning!
Han Shaoyun was startled to see that Chen Muye could transform into a ghost. He quickly retreated, and at the same time, a gust of wind burst out from his body, trying to deflect Chen Muye's knife.
His reaction was quick, but he was still a step too slow.
Before the blade knocked Chen Muye's knife away, it had already left a shallow wound on his chest.
Han Shaoyun swept his halberd horizontally, unleashing invisible wind blades that grazed past Chen Muye's body before lightly striking the old buildings standing behind him.
Whoosh!
The wind blades sliced through the reinforced concrete walls like a knife cutting through tofu, leaving clean cuts. Dozens of buildings were cut in half, crashing to the ground with a loud thud, raising clouds of dust.
A faint bloodstain was also cut on Chen Muye's cheek...
"You are very strong, but in terms of cultivation level, you are still inferior to me. That's a fatal flaw." Han Shaoyun shook his head with some regret.
"I know." Chen Muye's expression remained unchanged as he calmly stated, "Therefore, I never intended to defeat you alone..."
Before the words were even finished, a long spear, wreathed in towering flames, spun and fell from the sky!
Boom—!!
The spear landed, and rose-colored flames surged forth like a storm, melting the surrounding snow into the air. Han Shaoyun stood sideways beside the spear, calmly gazing at Chen Muye, and said:
"This kind of attack still can't defeat me..."
Bang—!!
On the rooftop in the distance, a blinding flash of light suddenly erupted from the black muzzle of a gun. A slender bullet was so fast it seemed to pierce through space, arriving in front of Han Shaoyun in the blink of an eye.
Han Shaoyun let out a soft "hmm" and suddenly tilted his head back. The bullet grazed his forehead, leaving a faint burn mark on his skin.
"Special sniper bullets?" He touched his forehead, somewhat surprised.
The sound of sniper rifles rang out one after another. The bullets seemed to have eyes, each one accurately aimed at Han Shaoyun, forcing him to repeatedly move his body to avoid the bullets.
At the same time, Lin Qiye turned to look at Wu Xiangnan, who was standing motionless, and asked in confusion, "Aren't you going up?"
"i..." Wu Xiangnan's lips curled into a bitter smile. He slowly raised his hands, each palm bearing a deep red scar. "I can no longer wield a knife. And my Forbidden Ruin is rather special; it must be used at crucial moments. Rushing in now would only hinder the captain and the others, so..."
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Then I'll go first."
After he finished speaking, an extreme darkness unfolded around him, and he moved swiftly toward the battlefield.
The battle with the snake woman had taken a heavy toll on him, and he was even struggling to support the Dark God Ruins. After this short rest, he had recovered some of his mental strength and was finally able to return to the battlefield.
In the distance, Han Shaoyun dodged several bullets and used his halberd to deflect the Hongying spear. Just then, Chen Muye's figure appeared out of thin air behind him like a ghost, his blade flashing!
Han Shaoyun hadn't expected Chen Muye to appear so suddenly. Just as he was about to make a move, his vision blurred, and the figures of those who had passed away reappeared before him...
To outsiders, it appeared as if black lines were extending from his heart, like a cocoon, trying to bind Han Shaoyun within.
This is the [Mind Demon Binding Technique]!Han Shaoyun knew the situation was bad, so he used his mental power to forcefully break through Wen Qimo's ability again. Wen Qimo, who was far away, shuddered and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.
Using the power of the "Pool" realm to influence a strongman of the "Sea" realm would have an extremely terrifying backlash on his mental strength.
But in that instant of his struggle, Chen Muye's blade struck Han Shaoyun's back heavily, leaving a hideous gash, while a faint, eerie light surged into Han Shaoyun's body.
Han Shaoyun spun around and swept his halberd, forcing Chen Muye back. The next moment, his consciousness became somewhat blurred, the knife wound on his back burned with pain, and his strength seemed to have diminished considerably...
He looked down at the back of his hand; the skin was dry and rough, and several age spots had appeared on it.
He looked up in surprise at Chen Muye.
Chen Muye seemed to sense his doubt and slowly said, "Under the Blade of Impermanence, the flesh can be severed, the soul can be severed, and even lifespan... can be severed!"
Sever the flesh, sever the soul, sever the lifespan!
"This...this is the [Black Impermanence]..." Han Shaoyun murmured to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Perhaps, I really will die here today..."
Whoosh!
A touch of darkness overlapped with Chen Muye's forbidden zone, and two straight blades swiftly cut through the air, spinning as they slashed towards Han Shaoyun's neck!
Despite the excruciating pain in his back, Han Shaoyun waved his hand and summoned a gust of wind, sending the two straight swords flying backward.
At the same time, a young man leaped high into the darkness, his toes touching the blade of one of the straight swords. He reached out and grabbed the other straight sword, nimbly spinning half a circle in mid-air before slashing at Han Shaoyun!