Shen Wushuang, now inside her mecha, stared coldly at Su Xi and Li Ping before her, a manic grin on her face. "Since you two forced my hand, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
Ordinary moves could no longer deal with Su Xi and the others, so she had no choice but to unleash her most powerful technique. If they could witness this ultimate move, then even if Su Xi and Li Ping died on the spot, it wouldn't have been in vain. After all, ordinary people would never have the chance to see it. Besides, after dealing with Su Xi and the other two, she still had important matters to attend to.
Li Ping watched as Shen Wushuang also summoned her mecha, which was imposing and majestic, but he remained unfazed. In the face of absolute strength, all other moves were mere trickery. To think she could use this hunk of metal against him seemed rather unrealistic. Therefore, he felt no fear at all. He conjured an axe in his hand and swung it towards Shen Wushuang's head.
Though his axe was merely an illusion at this moment, it was based on an ancient divine weapon and could borrow a portion of the energy from heaven and earth. How could ordinary mortals contend with a god's weapon? Once encountered, they would only find a swift and utter demise. The power he was channeling at this moment was that of Xing Tian, and the axe in his hand was also Xing Tian's axe, exuding immense power and an unstoppable might far beyond what ordinary people could handle.
With a deafening roar, the axe descended. Before the shockwave from the axe could even reach Shen Wushuang, a powerful surge of energy locked onto her, leaving her no chance to escape. Following closely, the axe sliced through the air with a whistling sound and landed directly on Shen Wushuang. The immense impact sent Shen Wushuang flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a massive crater.
Cracks quickly appeared all over her mecha. However, the mecha itself was exceptionally sturdy; despite taking the full force of Xing Tian's axe, it wasn't cleaved in half. Shen Wushuang rose from the ground, her gaze fixed on Li Ping, a look of indescribable grimness on her face. She had underestimated Li Ping. She hadn't expected someone who appeared so gentle to possess such formidable skills. She had nearly been bisected in a moment of carelessness. But since Li Ping's attack was finished, it was now her turn to shine.
"Very well," Shen Wushuang said, her voice laced with fury, glancing at Li Ping. "I am a delicate and lovely maiden, yet this man shows no mercy. If he breaks me, how will I charm men? Without men, what will my future hold?"
Su Xi, seeing Shen Wushuang stand up after such a devastating attack, felt a pang of disappointment mixed with a surge of shock. This Shen Wushuang was truly formidable. Standing beside Li Ping, she had clearly felt the immense power of his strike; even she would have been cut in half if she had been on the receiving end. Yet, Shen Wushuang was not only alive, but her mecha seemed undamaged. Indeed, after gaining the energy of an entire planet, Shen Wushuang had become much harder to deal with.
Li Ping, seeing Shen Wushuang still able to stand, showed no change in his expression. No matter how many times Shen Wushuang got back up, he would just strike again. He didn't believe Shen Wushuang could withstand such a powerful attack multiple times. With this thought, Li Ping raised his Xing Tian axe and swung it at Shen Wushuang once more.
This axe strike was even faster, even more awe-inspiring. As the axe moved, the very sky seemed to warp. The immense power was too much for the surrounding environment to bear, and space itself appeared to fracture.
With a low hum, Shen Wushuang's face turned cold as she watched the incoming attack. She knew she couldn't withstand it head-on, but she had no intention of doing so. After being ambushed just now, she wouldn't be so easily dealt with. The mecha on her body quickly activated a shield, and then the petals before her rapidly transformed into a long spear. The spear shot directly towards the oncoming axe, emitting a clear, high-pitched ringing sound in flight, hinting at its extraordinary nature. She possessed the power of a Star Lord now; dealing with mere natives of a planet was not an issue. She could achieve anything she desired.
With a thunderous clash, the spear and Xing Tian's axe met in mid-air. The immense impact, amplified by Xing Tian's axe, quickly disintegrated into scattered petals that fell to the ground. The offensive momentum of Xing Tian's axe did not cease, continuing its descent towards Shen Wushuang. However, the initial force had been partially deflected by the spear, thus weakening the axe's power. Under the protection of the shield, it was quickly blocked.
Seizing the momentary pause, Shen Wushuang launched her next attack. She formed a hand seal, and a red thread shot out rapidly towards Su Xi. Now, if she could just kill Su Xi, she wouldn't be considered defeated. With everyone's attention on her, a surprise attack on Su Xi would surely yield unexpected results.
Su Xi, standing nearby, saw Shen Wushuang still attacking her and a dark line appeared on her forehead. She had originally intended to give Shen Wushuang a chance for a fair duel, but since this woman didn't cherish it, she couldn't be blamed. With this thought, Su Xi summoned the Meteor God Sword once more. However, this time, Su Xi didn't use a sword formation; she simply waved her hand gently towards the Meteor God Sword.
With a sharp hiss, intense flames erupted from the Meteor God Sword, engulfing Su Xi in a fiery aura. After this, Su Xi continued her plan without hesitation, unleashing a barrage of attacks. Shen Wushuang showed no distress as Su Xi was consumed by flames, continuously directing her red thread to pierce through the inferno. Su Xi's flames were no ordinary matter, but neither was the red thread Shen Wushuang wielded. This red thread was obtained from the abysses of deep space, refined over millions of years, possessing intelligence comparable to dragon sinews and the ability to devour. Therefore, even when encountering Su Xi's flames, it felt no fear; instead, it could absorb Su Xi's energy and convert it into its own. Those who met it would ultimately be the ones fleeing, not itself.
Having done all this, Su Xi drastically increased her power. In a short while, she had completely devoured all the flames. What Shen Wushuang found astonishing, however, was that Su Xi had vanished. Su Xi, who should have been in front of her, was nowhere to be seen, and the spot where Su Xi had stood moments before showed no trace of her presence. It was as if Su Xi had never existed, never appeared at all.
"Where did she go?" Shen Wushuang looked around, desperate to know what had happened. How could someone just disappear? But the Xing Tian axe in Li Ping's hand gave her no respite, continuously hacking at her. Li Ping, aware that the brute force of Xing Tian's axe might not be enough to overwhelm Shen Wushuang, was relentlessly increasing his power output, striking repeatedly. One blow, then another. Quantity leading to quality; he planned to use sheer volume to make Shen Wushuang unable to bear it.
Li Ping conjured various divine weapons and artifacts, playfully attacking Shen Wushuang. Although these divine weapons were merely phantoms, they possessed a tenth of their original power. Under the onslaught of these weapons, Shen Wushuang's mortal flesh naturally suffered. However, despite being constantly suppressed, Shen Wushuang remained unbothered. She knew very well that Li Ping's current attacks, while powerful, were not fatal. As long as she could withstand the pressure, Li Ping would be the first to run out of steam. Once Li Ping could no longer sustain such fierce attacks, it would be her chance for a decisive counterattack.
Li Ping clearly understood that such a high-intensity, prolonged engagement couldn't decisively defeat Shen Wushuang, and he knew what that meant for him. Yet, at this moment, he cared not. He had already agreed with Su Xi. He was responsible for buying Su Xi time and opportunity, and then Su Xi would deliver the finishing blow.
After another series of relentless attacks, Li Ping's vision began to blur. He felt his internal magic power being severely depleted. "Where did Su Xi go?" Li Ping scanned his surroundings during a brief lull in the battle. If Su Xi didn't make her move soon, he would truly be unable to hold on. A bad feeling suddenly struck him: what if Su Xi had already fled?
Shen Wushuang observed Li Ping's decreasing attack frequency and knew he was reaching his limit. A cold sneer curled her lips. She clasped her hands above her head, then began to spin rapidly. As she spun faster and faster, she transformed into a whirlwind. "Drill of the Heartstorm!" Shen Wushuang brought her hands together above her head and began to spin, transforming into a tornado that flew towards Li Ping. At such speed, combined with such rapid rotation, if it touched Li Ping, he would surely be reduced to dust.