The blood-red giant roared angrily at Liu Mingxi, increasing the strength in its legs and heavily stomping on the Wind Shield, sending wave after wave of white ripples across it.
The deafening roar kicked up dust half a generation into the air, and the rolling windstorm crashed against Liu Mingxi's Wind Shield, creating a terrifying undulation. Massive white ripples rapidly exploded between the two, sending out a shockwave with a radius of several hundred meters.
Liu Mingxi remained utterly unmoved, as if nothing in this mortal world could disturb her.
She meticulously drew in her sketchbook, earnestly pouring every ounce of her spiritual energy into the work. Her expression was solemn and serious, yet her eyes grew increasingly excited, carrying a scattering of light as she added the final touches to the drawing.
Suddenly, she jerked her head up, unable to suppress her excitement. This could be said to be her first serious live combat, and this time, she was determined to display her brilliant artwork to perfection!
She was going to give it her all!
Eyes glowing, Liu Mingxi looked up directly at the still-roaring blood-red giant, violently tore the drawing out of her sketchbook, flung it into mid-air, and shouted, "Heaven's Eye! Open!"
As her voice fell, the drawing tossed into mid-air instantly spontaneously combusted into ashes, shooting out a blinding ray of light.
The sky shattered with a crash. Layers of thick clouds were violently pulverized by an unknown force, but instead of turning into thin wisps of cloud, they directly shattered into white fragments.
The white fragments plummeted from high above like cold snowflakes.
An endless hole tore open in the sky, revealing the original night view. The white clouds were already in pieces, and through the dye of the night, a dazzling, brilliant white light sliced through the center of the giant hole. The surrounding night gradually encircled it into a circle, looking like the eye of a miraculous deity, gazing down upon The Mortal World with majesty and detachment.
The moment the eye appeared, the spiritual pressure of the Human Ceiling descended instantly, sweeping across the entire sea of blood landscape, forcefully pinning down the blood-red giant and Yiyu with the crushing weight of Mount Tai.
Following the shattering of the sky, the blood-red giant gradually dissipated, returning to the sea of blood.
This was the "Heaven's Eye" painted by Liu Mingxi, not the Heaven's Eye of Erlang Shen.
It was just that the drawing on the paper had become reality. Relying on her imagination, she could not simply copy something, for that would lack life—a lesson she had already learned previously.
The drawing that tore open the sky was called "Heaven's Eye" by Liu Mingxi. With a single stroke, she painted a miracle created by man, proving that mortals could rival the gods.
Yiyu's dreamscape had been shattered.
The pressure of the "Heaven's Eye" miracle not only broke the dreamscape but also left Yiyu severely wounded.
He could no longer maintain his graceful and relaxed state; the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and his slightly trembling body spoke volumes of the pain he was currently enduring.
Yiyu bit down hard on his lip, raised a trembling hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, attempting to mask his disarray.
"You lost, Yiyu."
Liu Mingxi pressed down on the hat atop her head, staring calmly and expressionlessly at Yiyu as she spoke with detachment.
Enduring the pressure of the "Heaven's Eye," Yiyu forced himself to take a few steps, tremblingly dusted off the dirt clinging to his clothes, and sneered, "Ha, a true aristocrat never concedes defeat to his enemy."
Yiyu locked eyes with Liu Mingxi in a sharp gaze.
Beneath the "Heaven's Eye" that tore the sky open, the night sky was filled with starry light and oppressive force. Silence reigned here, and they stood in wordless stillness.
After a long while, Liu Mingxi broke the silence calmly, "Oh, so what?"
Beneath the brim of her hat, those eyes held not a single ripple as she stared back at Yiyu with complete serenity.
Liu Mingxi made no move at all.
The next moment, the "Heaven's Eye" moved.
Swish—!!
The "Heaven's Eye" high in the sky targeted Yiyu below. Its slender white pupil unleashed a massive wave of white blade-qi, and with a loud crash, the blade edge rapidly slashed toward Yiyu.
The white blade-qi illuminated Yiyu's pale face, yet he did not budge an inch.
His ghastly pale face held no despair or resentment, but rather a look of mockery.
"Liu Mingxi, I've seen a new world today. Next time, it won't necessarily go your way!"
The white blade-qi instantly engulfed Yiyu, drowning out his words as he was obliterated within the light.
"He thinks there'll be a next time?"
Liu Mingxi raised an eyebrow, her face full of questions.
"He means that this was only his avatar, and his true body will come next time. Though, he still might not be able to beat you."
Shao Pingge had already recovered from the shock of the "Heaven's Eye" miracle, casting a peculiar look at Liu Mingxi.
"You should put away the 'Heaven's Eye' first. Yiyu's dreamscape is already broken, and we need to get out of here."
Otherwise, I'm afraid your "Heaven's Eye" is going to completely blast Qianmen Street to pieces.
Shao Pingge had watched their entire battle and felt this deeply. He could tell that Liu Mingxi's "Heaven's Eye" was being restrained precisely out of fear that it might get out of control and flatten this place into a wasteland.
"Oh, oh."
The "Heaven's Eye" was a single-use item, and painting a miracle had cost Liu Mingxi nearly an eighth of her spiritual energy.
Of course, dealing with a Klein-level Yiyu didn't require anything of the sort; the true power of the "Heaven's Eye" could kill any Wuliang-level or lower creature within a radius of several hundred meters.
Liu Mingxi didn't want to end things as hastily as last time, which was why she had held back just now, suppressing Yiyu and toying with him a little. Who would have thought he was so fragile that he couldn't even withstand a single look?
She had intentionally put on an aura of high-class coolness—though she had been serious, of course.
All in all, Liu Mingxi was very satisfied this time.
After putting away the "Heaven's Eye," the miracle in the high sky vanished, restoring the original night sky.
The black night sky vaguely revealed a red boundary membrane, though it was not very distinct in the dark.
When the massive hole was open earlier, Liu Mingxi hadn't seen it very clearly, but now she recognized it: it was the Night Watchers' Wujie Domain. She had seen it before in Guangshen City, and she had even been the one to break it open.
The blood-red ocean also vanished instantly as the dreamscape shattered, leaving behind an empty, clean concrete plaza with not a soul in sight.
"Ding-dong!"
A crisp WeChat notification sound rang out. Liu Mingxi pulled out her phone and saw a WeChat message sent by Ye Fan.
"Well done!Reply with only the corrected sentence. Great job/Thanks for your hard work."
Liu Mingxi frowned, uncomprehending.
What does "well done" mean?! Wait, how does he even know?!
Liu Mingxi sensed a familiar aura and looked toward that direction.
A dark red figure was standing on a nearby building, looking over at her. Catching her gaze, the figure even gave a little wave.
Black lines instantly crawled up Liu Mingxi's forehead as murderous intent soared.
Damn it! Are you playing with me?!
Almost as soon as Liu Mingxi's murderous intent solidified, Ye Fan's figure in the distance stiffened, and then he bolted away like mad at the speed of the Human Ceiling. Two deep red shadows flashed across the rooftops and vanished in an instant.
With murder in her eyes, Liu Mingxi turned to look at the stiff Shao Pingge beside her, staring at him coldly.
The paintbrush in her hand was stirring with restless energy.
"Wait a second...!"
Shao Pingge tried to offer an excuse, but Liu Mingxi cut him off directly.
"Wait your head! Your boss already ran away, and you still dare talk!"
Liu Mingxi angrily let out a fierce tirade, drifting further and further away from her original quiet and introverted self.
She had already raised her paintbrush!
Shao Pingge's manly torso shuddered, his pupils contracting slightly.
"Hold on! Hear me out!"
The voice actually carried a hint of grievance and supplication.
Shocking! Tonight, the dignified commander-in-chief of the Night Watchers actually abandoned his subordinate and "fled" alone, while the dignified captain of the Shangjing City Night Watchers 006 Squad "humiliated himself to save his skin"—was this a moral corruption or a loss of human nature?
If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next installment.