Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 1103 - Six Hundred Ninety-Three

Chapter 1103: Chapter Six Hundred Ninety-Three

Countless blood-red patterns emerged in the air, and under the brilliance of these spells, the starlight enveloping the two seemed to freeze.

In that instant,

Lady Wen sensed eleven massive spells, including the unnamed black sphere, but she didn’t look.

She didn’t look at the blood sea coalescing above her head.

She didn’t look at the blood threads that trapped her in place.

Nor did she look at the unnamed black sphere drawing ever closer to her.

Her gaze was fixed on the disintegrating body of the young man before her,

then,

she softly uttered two words:

"Monster....."

"..."

Xu Yuan, upon hearing this, laughed. He laughed as he accepted the compliment, laughed as he endured the excruciating pain in his body, and forced the unnamed black sphere into her abdomen.

In an instant,

the unnamed technique activated.

When battling the Barbarian King,

this Nameless Ink Jade transformed into an enormous black sphere, with a radius of more than ten zhang, covering a vast area and blocking the Barbarian King’s escape, gravely injuring him.

But this time,

under Xu Yuan’s meticulous control,

the pitch-black only spread outward by one chi, swallowing half of Lady Wen’s body before halting abruptly.

From the sky looking down,

the ground was hauntingly beautiful.

Amid cascading bloodlight, a graceful and stunningly beautiful woman stood amidst the ruins, half of her body bound by dense blood threads, the other half enveloped by the black sphere.

But this tranquility was swiftly shattered as a streak of crimson blood trickled from the delicate red lips of the woman.

The black sphere shrouding half her torso suddenly collapsed and vanished after sustaining for a single breath, and along with it vanished her left waist and hip, most of her abdomen, and her left chest.....

Splurt.....

Scarlet blood sprayed out in torrents, instantly soaking the gray-brown ruins beneath her feet.

Feeling the extent of her wounds, Lady Wen lowered her gaze, glancing at her ravaged body. She parted her red lips slightly, as though attempting to speak, but Xu Yuan gave her no opportunity.

To defeat a true Saint, Xu Yuan had no choice but to gamble everything on the opening moment of the battle, crafting an unexpected First Meeting Kill.

Especially against this Lady Wen, whose age surpassed even the founding era of the Dayan Kingdom, all nine remaining high-powered spells descended in a seamless cascade.

There was no smoke without harm, as the absolute might of the spells left no room for things like dust clouds.

Brilliant light pollution erupted across the surface in waves,

and when it all ended,

"Tap...."

"Tap...."

At the bottom of the massive crater, Xu Yuan dragged his weakened body forward step by step until he stood before the dying Lady Wen.

Her death could hardly be considered dignified; her garments were torn to shreds, and her originally flawless, alluring figure was marred beyond recognition, inspiring no trace of desire. Beyond the half of her body consumed by the unnamed technique, her remaining limbs, hair, and features were all destroyed in the spells’ onslaught.

If not for her still-clear, graceful eyes and the subtle rise and fall of her chest, she would appear entirely like a withered corpse.

With a flick of his wrist, Xu Yuan conjured a longsword of blood essence, ready to deliver the final blow. But to his surprise, Lady Wen’s cracked lips suddenly moved. Realizing no sound escaped, she exerted herself to lift her left hand, now missing its forearm, and gestured weakly toward the sky behind him.

"...." Xu Yuan.

Silent for a moment, Xu Yuan raised his sword while speaking softly:

"I know you won’t die so easily. Before this, I already saw that you have two bodies, so....."

Before he could finish his sentence,

he saw Lady Wen weakly smile, shaking her damaged body faintly. Her pallid lips released a dry, faint voice:

"You... are... wrong...."

And with that,

before Xu Yuan could strike, she had already breathed her last.

The disruption of the Dao Domain dissipated instantly.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan didn’t feel the slightest relief.

If given time to wield the Layered Pattern Secret Art and store the spells within his body, he could break through the constraints of a cultivator’s meridians and unleash combat strength that even a Supreme Saint would retreat from, with his Mortal Transcendence body.

Using this method, he had slaughtered Lady Wen’s current body, at the cost of depleting three-quarters of the Origin Qi within him.

But the problem was,

Lady Wen still had another Saint Shell.

Without the opportunity for another First Meeting Kill, and lacking the Origin Qi to cast high-powered spells, Xu Yuan had only one option to win the coming battle.

To use the Life and Death Dao Charm to devour the soul mark of Lady Wen’s current body, thereby gaining absolute intelligence dominance for the next fight.

If possible, Xu Yuan would prefer not to take this path.

The newly-formed Dao Charm was unfamiliar, and devouring the soul mark of a Saint ran the risk of her influencing his mind.

But now, it seemed he had no choice.

With Dao Charm surging, Xu Yuan’s blood-red eyes transformed into black and white as he raised his hand toward Lady Wen’s lifeless corpse.

But what he saw next stopped him cold.

No soul mark existed within the body.

This was beyond Xu Yuan’s comprehension.

The Life and Death Dao Charm couldn’t lie; he could confirm that the corpse before him was no mere clone conjured by spellcraft — it was a distinct, living person.

A soul mark couldn’t simply vanish.....

The only possibility was that Lady Wen’s other body had already consumed it.

After a brief moment of shock, Xu Yuan abruptly raised his eyes, turning toward the direction Lady Wen had pointed before her death.

That single glance sent his mind reeling.

Beneath the starlit sky dome,

three identical, graceful women stood solemnly in the distance.

Each one, a Saint.

His scalp tingled, his breath grew labored, and he reflexively took a step back.

Xu Yuan parted his lips as if to speak, but closed them again soon after.