"Thousand Faces, even if you and I die today, we must drag Ethan down with us. Don't hold anything back—fight with everything you have!"

Celeste's voice was cold and decisive, leaving no room for retreat.

The moment those words fell, Thousand Faces' expression darkened completely.

This woman was insane.

In a situation like this, she wasn't thinking about escaping—she wanted to die together with Ethan.

Was she out of her mind?

Ethan still hadn't even used his divine weapon. Once that thing appeared, death would come instantly. There would be no chance, no struggle, no reversal.

"Deputy Pavilion Master," Thousand Faces said with a strained expression, "look at my current state. I can barely protect myself. How could I possibly still fight?"

Celeste glanced at him coldly.

"…Useless trash."

Then she shifted her gaze back to Ethan.

"I'll hold him down. Once I take action, he won't have the spare energy to suppress you."

"Recover as quickly as you can. Look for an opening and interfere with him."

"The rest—leave it to me."

"…Understood. Deputy Pavilion Master, please be careful."

Thousand Faces answered obediently.

But inside, his thoughts were completely different.

Careful?

If he recovered even a little, he would immediately use the Heaven and Earth Reversal Method and flee. Let Celeste die here if she wanted. He had no intention of throwing his life away for this madwoman.

Thousand Faces took a deep breath, lying flat on the ground, quietly regulating his breathing.

Just as Celeste said, once the battle truly erupted, Ethan would no longer have the energy to suppress him.

Sure enough, the terrifying pressure weighing on his body was slowly weakening.

Once he recovered enough—

He would leave.

Far away, Ethan looked at Celeste with a faint smile.

"I've heard enough of your Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets' empty words," he said calmly.

"Instead of indulging in unrealistic dreams, why don't you kneel now and beg for mercy?"

"Become my slave."

"Maybe I'll spare your life."

"How about it?"

"Shameless!" Celeste's eyes flashed with killing intent, frost spreading across her pupils.

"You're only an Intermediate Supreme. Where do you get the confidence to make me your slave?"

"I'll kill you today and cut off all future trouble!"

Her voice fell.

Boom!

A terrifying ice sword intent erupted from her body.

The world temperature plummeted instantly. A violent cold wind howled, snowstorm swirling, as if winter itself had descended upon this land.

In the next breath, an exquisite blue longsword appeared in Celeste's hand.

The sword body was crystalline blue, carved with intricate runes. A terrifying icy aura continuously seeped out, and the air around it froze into frost.

Celeste gripped the sword.

Ice sword intent surged, rapidly expanding into a world—an icy world formed entirely from sword intent, devouring space and sealing Ethan within it.

"Holy-grade spiritual sword—Heavenly Cold Sword!"

"I, Celeste, have lived my entire life. Very few people are qualified to make me draw my sword."

"Ethan, even if you die today, you should be proud!"

She stared at him coldly, blue eyes shining like frozen stars.

In the next instant, she vanished.

Her body turned into a streak of blue light as she charged forward.

The Heavenly Cold Sword swept through the air, unleashing countless strands of ice sword energy. Wherever it passed, space shattered, mountains split, and everything froze and collapsed.

Celeste burned her blood essence without hesitation.

Her power soared to an extremely terrifying level—enough to suppress ordinary Ultimate Supremes.

The sword wind alone felt like blades cutting against Ethan's face.

"Burning blood essence to force a quick victory…"

Ethan sneered inwardly.

"So you've finally gotten serious."

He did not retreat.

"Onyx Orchid."

Black lines instantly appeared on Ethan's neck, rapidly spreading across his face and body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Divine power and star power surged out violently, forming waves that spread in all directions like expanding rings of starlight.

This divine fluctuation was vast and domineering, carrying an overwhelming pressure that made the world tremble.

When Celeste's ice sword intent world collided with Ethan's divine power—

It was like ice meeting a blazing sun.

The sword world began to melt.

Cracks appeared, frost dissipated, and the icy world collapsed layer by layer.

In just a few breaths, more than half of Celeste's sword intent world had been erased.

"How is this possible?!"

Celeste's pupils shrank violently.

From afar, Thousand Faces watched in shock and despair.

"Her intent world… was crushed so easily?"

"What level has this monster reached?"

Hatred and fear intertwined in his heart.

At this point, revenge was no longer a dream—survival itself had become a luxury.

If not for the Heaven and Earth Reversal Method, he would already be dead.

"His divine power is terrifying… and there's another strange aura mixed within it…"

Celeste frowned deeply.

"Ice Radiance Slash!"

She raised the Heavenly Cold Sword and slashed downward.

Ice power exploded violently, forming a crescent-shaped sword arc like a frozen moon, tearing through the sky.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Mountains shattered, rocks collapsed, and space split into neat cracks.

The sword arc screamed as it headed straight for Ethan's head.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, expression calm.

He raised a single palm.

Divine power condensed instantly, forming a gigantic radiant palm in the air.

This was a technique he evolved from the demonic martial art Black Mist Hand—

Star Reaching Hand!

Its power was hundreds of times stronger than its predecessor.

The giant palm descended.

With a violent shake of Ethan's arm, the palm crushed the sword arc into fragments and clamped down toward Celeste's Heavenly Cold Sword.

Celeste's expression changed.

She roared softly, divine power surging, forcibly pulling the sword free. Her body twisted in midair as she retreated rapidly.

Boo hoo hoo!

The Heavenly Cold Sword spun wildly, releasing countless ice sword intents that condensed into sharp ice cones.

Like a rain of frozen arrows, they shot toward Ethan.

"Explode."

Ethan's mind moved.

Boom!

The Star Reaching Hand detonated midair, releasing a terrifying shockwave that shattered the incoming ice cones into powder.

Light and mist filled the sky. Frost drifted. Snowflakes danced chaotically.

Then—

From deep within the fog, a subtle sound rang out.

A terrifying sword intent tore through the mist, dragging a long space crack behind it as it shot straight toward Ethan's brow.

Ethan struck out with his palm, and his divine power condensed into a barrier.

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