Swish!
The blood-colored blade light flashed past, and the Mystic Woman's right arm directly turned into a splash of blood, scattering in all directions. The bloody light continued to spread towards her torso, forcing her to sever her own shoulder to stop it from spreading further.
In the distance, an abandoned building collapsed with a loud crash. Li Xiuzhu slowly emerged from a cloud of dust, his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose flickering with crimson blade light: "Mystic Woman, you are doomed today, and no one can save you."
The Mystic Woman did not respond; she only breathed slowly, feeling the flesh inside her body strive to grow, compensating for the damage caused by her injuries.
In the direction behind the Mystic Woman, the force of gravity erupted, and large sections of buildings around her rose into the air and flew away, leaving an open space as a battlefield.
