It was a sword light as beautiful, cold, and sharp as the cold moon.
A single crisscrossing sword light was enough to shatter hundreds of the Antimatter Legion's Voidrangers.
An entire squad of the Antimatter Legion was no match for the cold, sword-immortal-like girl before them.
In just a few short minutes, the Antimatter Legion, which had been able to pierce through the defenses of the entire Whistling Flames merchant fleet, was easily defeated by the sword-immortal girl, who was as cold as moonlight.
As the chief representative of the Sky-Faring Commission's Whistling Flames, the foxian girl Tingyun was very confident that even if the Doomsday Beast itself were present, it would be no match for the female sword immortal before her.
To unexpectedly encounter an invasion by the Antimatter Legion, and then to be unexpectedly saved by a passing female sword immortal...
This plot alone was a standard drama trope that could be put directly into a storybook: drawing a sword to help in an injustice, or a heroine saving a damsel in distress.
As a versatile and sociable merchant representative, seeing such a strong person, she naturally had to go forward and make friends.
Even if it wasn't to build a good relationship with this strong person, just for the kindness of saving her life, she had to express her gratitude.
However, this action brought disaster.
She had seemed normal before. Besides being a bit taciturn and her swordsmanship being a bit decisive in killing, the female sword immortal hadn't shown any threat or hostility.
When she was killing the Antimatter Legion, she had also deliberately controlled her sword light so as not to affect the other survivors of the merchant group.
Logically, this should be a warm-hearted good person who was cold on the outside.
Perhaps she's a member of the Galaxy Rangers... Tingyun had even made such a judgment.
However, when she really thanked her in person and presented her own folding fan as a token, saying that the Whistling Flames would do their best to repay this kindness, a change occurred.
It seemed that the Xianzhou patterns or characters on the folding fan had stimulated the other party.
The jet-black eye patch was suddenly undone by an invisible aura, revealing scarlet pupils.
Then, the female sword immortal went berserk, and the longsword in her hand began to swing indiscriminately.
Fortunately, Tingyun herself was not a weak woman with no strength to truss a chicken. Using the magic treasure she carried with her, she avoided the other party's non-lethal blow. As a native of the Xianzhou, she immediately understood the girl's condition.
"Everyone, be careful! This is a Mara-Struck outbreak!"
No wonder the style of her clothes seemed familiar. It turned out she was also from the Xianzhou.
Tingyun had a very detailed understanding of the stubborn disease that afflicted the Xianzhou people, the negative effect of the Abundance's blessing, the Mara-Struck.
Once one fell into the Mara-Struck state, their six senses would be in disarray, and all sense of morality would be lost. Even to their parents and lovers, they would carry out a frantic slaughter uncontrollably.
Realizing this, Tingyun's face became bitter, her pretty little face wrinkled into a ball.
The Antimatter Legion before was already an enemy they couldn't deal with.
Now, their opponent was a Mara-Struck sword immortal girl. They were even more helpless.
They were now in the void of space, with nowhere to run.
Could it be that they could only wait for death here?
At this critical moment, a sharp sword light attacked, directly tearing through the fleet's remaining energy shield, cutting through the deck, and aiming straight for Tingyun's neck.
"Let this round of moonlight shine on a thousand rivers—"
The sword immortal girl's voice was filled with madness.
With Tingyun's strength, she couldn't survive this full-powered blow. She couldn't even dodge in time.
Just then, a man with black hair and black eyes suddenly appeared in front of her, directly blocking the cold moonlight.
"Be careful!"
Before Tingyun's reminder could come out, the moonlight-like sword qi had quietly arrived.
Under her extremely nervous gaze, the man before her just slowly raised a hand.
Then, with an extremely nonchalant posture, he grasped the sword light that had been released, and with a light squeeze, he completely shattered the sword light that was strong enough to cut the moon.
"So strong!" the foxian girl immediately exclaimed, cheering for her savior, and then immediately reminded him, "Benefactor, be careful!"
That charming voice, even at this urgent moment, exuded a seductive tone no less than Daji's.
It seemed the term "fox spirit" was not just an empty word.
Facing the foxian girl's reminder, Su Mo turned a deaf ear.
Although the sword immortal girl, who was exuding a powerful, mad aura, had already locked her scarlet eyes on him, he didn't seem to care at all. Instead, he turned around and looked at the foxian girl behind him.
And under Tingyun's anxious gaze, a Flügel girl with pure white wings on her waist and an irregular geometric halo above her head stood between Su Mo and the sword immortal girl.
Even though she wasn't Mara-Struck, the madness in Jibril's eyes was even greater than the sword immortal girl's.
"How dare you attack Master in front of me! Have you thought about how you're going to die?"
The moment her words landed, the Flügel girl rushed over like a speeding arrow of light.
"Heavenly Smite!"
Her former ultimate move was now used as casually as a normal attack.
With the blessing of the Divine Authority, the Stellaron, and even the Path, this blow easily reached the fifth tier.
A star-bursting-level light arrow shot directly towards the Mara-Struck girl.
"Hmph!"
Faced with such an attack, the sword immortal girl advanced instead of retreating, and the two directly engaged in close combat.
As sword light and light arrows crisscrossed, the power of a star-bursting scale was scattered everywhere, not even giving the remaining Antimatter Legion time to retreat before they were completely ground to dust.
"Thank you for your help, benefactor, for saving us from total annihilation. This humble girl is Tingyun, a representative of the Whistling Flames, under the Sky-Faring Commission of the Xianzhou Luofu. Please allow this humble girl, in the name of the Whistling Flames, to thank you for saving our lives!"
"You're welcome." Su Mo shook his head. "I was planning to go to the Xianzhou anyway. This was just on the way."
"Even so, the kindness of saving a life is undeniable. If you are unwilling to accept our reward, the other merchant guilds will laugh at us!" Tingyun chuckled, insisting on repaying him.
Then, after a moment's hesitation, she glanced at the battlefield behind her.
"Speaking of which, benefactor, you may not know this, but the one fighting that cute young lady is not an enemy of our Whistling Flames, nor is she allied with the Antimatter Legion. On the contrary, she has also saved our lives. If possible, could you spare her life, benefactor?"
Good at reading people, she could tell at a glance the master-servant relationship between Su Mo and Jibril.
Although she didn't know where so many super-strong people had suddenly come from in this universe, as someone who had been saved, she felt she had an obligation to help the other party.
After all, before falling into the Mara-Struck state, the female sword immortal had indeed helped them.
Hearing this, Su Mo looked at Tingyun with some surprise.
Repaying kindness was the most basic moral cultivation, but the current situation was different.
"I remember that the Xianzhou's handling of the Mara-Struck is generally merciless, but you seem to be a bit different?"
Hearing this, Tingyun's movements paused slightly. Her fox ears twitched slightly. After confirming that no one else could hear their conversation, she said in a low voice, "...It was not her wish to become Mara-Struck. If we were within the Xianzhou, I would naturally report it to the Ten-Lords Commission. But this is not Xianzhou territory, and I cannot bring myself to ask my savior to attack another benefactor."
"So here, could I trouble you to be merciful, benefactor?"
As she spoke, the foxian girl leaned in slightly, clasped her hands together, closed one eye, and struck a pleading pose.
It had to be said, this pose, somewhere between coquetry and a request, was very pleasing to the eye.
If one were pestered by this type of fox spirit every day, it would be understandable why King Zhou had no heart for state affairs.
"If it's just holding back, then it's no problem."
Su Mo nodded decisively, not because he was bewitched by the foxian girl before him.
But because…
"I was looking for her for something else anyway."
Hearing this, Tingyun blinked, a puzzled expression on her face. Her fluffy tail also moved with it.
"Benefactor, you mean you know this young lady with extraordinary swordsmanship?"
"I just know about her, that's all." Su Mo nodded. "Rather, as a native of the Xianzhou Luofu, you should have heard of her identity."
Looking at the white-haired girl who was fighting Jibril in close combat, evenly matched, Su Mo stated her name in a relaxed tone, "The former Sword Champion of the Xianzhou Luofu, one of the High-Cloud Quintet, Jingliu."
"?!"
Hearing this, the foxian girl's eyes widened, and her gaze towards Jingliu was filled with shock.
This Mara-Struck woman was actually that legend of legends?
And at this moment, the battle between the two girls, born for battle, whose pupils were equally filled with madness, making it impossible to tell who had actually gone Mara-Struck, was gradually coming to an end.
"Being this close is so annoying!"
Jibril, who had the upper hand in overall strength but had been unable to defeat the other party due to her close-quarters swordsmanship, showed a slightly dissatisfied expression.
"I didn't plan on using this move, but with your swordsmanship, you are indeed worthy of witnessing this power."
As she said this, she flashed and used Heaven's Shift to move herself.
Then she raised her right hand high, and a golden war spear condensed in her palm.
"Let me show you the ultimate technique of Lord Artosh!"
Flames that could burn time and space ignited on the war spear, and power that could easily shatter a star system condensed at the tip of the spear.
In the next moment, Jibril firmly locked this Emanator-level attack on Jingliu, who was not far away.
Its name was…
"Godly Smite!"