Her body moved like a phantom, instantly appearing beside Zhuo Ying. She thought she could catch him off guard and win with one decisive blow, but to her surprise, Zhuo Ying effortlessly dodged her attack. At the same time, he drew his long sword and slashed at the woman.
The woman instinctively tried to use her power to revert the sword to its original form, but it remained utterly unmoved, piercing directly towards her.
She belatedly raised her scepter to block, but was unavoidably wounded.
This was perhaps the first time she had been hurt since her birth, someone who could control time and space. Fury surged within her, and her scepter emitted an unusual glow as she charged at Zhuo Ying once more.
The light from the scepter rained down from above, as if intending to smash her to death. A red light emanated from Zhuo Ying's body, forming a red barrier that blocked the scepter's attack.
Simultaneously, the long sword flew up, directly knocking the scepter away.
The two weapons became entangled, and the two individuals directly engaged in close combat.
Zhuo Ying gathered spiritual energy in his hand, his palm strikes sharp as he attacked the woman. The woman agilely dodged, while simultaneously turning whatever she could grab into a harder material and hurling it at her.
However, no matter what she threw, Zhuo Ying's spiritual energy cleaved it in two.
The woman once again tried to use her ability, but still couldn't inflict any damage on Zhuo Ying. She realized that Zhuo Ying wasn't without an original form; it was just that the time was too distant and her power too great, making it impossible for her to revert him.
As for the future, it was even more impossible, because she discovered that this person was simply immortal. Making her a corpse, a mere skeleton, was out of the question.
She could gain no advantage whatsoever in terms of abilities. Not only could she not deal with the person, she couldn't even understand the origin of that sword. Helpless, she stopped the attack.
The scepter also flew back.
The long sword returned to Zhuo Ying's side, swaying proudly a few times, like a dog that had won a fight against another and was now seeking praise from its master.
"Who are you?"
"I told you, Zhuo Ying. It's you who hasn't introduced yourself and attacked first. Very rude."
The woman looked at the tear in her white robe. Her body remained still, but the rip made by the long sword began to self-repair, becoming as good as new in just a few seconds.
"My name is Luan Yu, administrator of alternate dimensions."
"Zhuo Ying. I am a god."
"I know," the woman said, a hint of pride in her expression, though she quickly concealed it. Zhuo Ying doubted he had seen correctly due to the speed of her changing face. "I am too."
"Are these things under your jurisdiction?"
She gestured towards the monsters confined nearby.
"Mmm," the woman raised an eyebrow. "I left for a while, and when I returned, I found they had all escaped. I specifically came to find them, only to discover they were locked up here by you. What are you capturing them for? No, you're a god, why are you meddling in mortal affairs?"
Zhuo Ying's stance was righteous. "Of course, it's for my people. Do you want to take them away?"
There were more of them than just in this place.
"I originally intended to take them back, but since they've made me lose so much face now, I might as well kill them."
Although her robe was merely scratched, this was undeniably the first time her clothes had been torn since her birth, and the fury within her was immense.
The person who caused her this experience was beyond her ability to defeat, but the culprits could be used to vent her anger.
The monsters seemed to understand and cried out in protest.
"Shut up, all of you!"
She roared sternly, and the creatures immediately fell silent.
Zhuo Ying found her somewhat childish.
"This matter can be discussed later. For now, I would like to ask you some questions."
Despite her use of a polite term, the woman did not feel respected.
She also understood that she would not receive the respect she desired from this person.
She couldn't defeat this person; at best, it would be a draw. However, she absolutely had to take these creatures back, otherwise, it would be a dereliction of her duty.
Therefore, sitting down to negotiate seemed like a good option.
Before that, she had an even bigger question.
"What is this sword of yours made of?"
Zhuo Ying glanced at the utterly devastated laboratory. "If you restore all of this, I'll tell you."
The woman frowned, but still acted, restoring the laboratory to its state before anything had happened. "Are we good now?"
"Mmm," Zhuo Ying led the way. "Follow me."
As everything calmed down, people outside filed in, surrounding the woman and awaiting their captain's orders.
"Is this how you treat guests?"
Zhuo Ying retorted, "No guest would sneak around stealing things on their first visit, only to trash the place on their second." Sudan Novels.
The woman's expression turned ugly. "Didn't I get them back for you?"
The captain looked at Zhuo Ying, then at Uncle Sheng.
"It's alright. Let them all come and talk."
Only then did Uncle Sheng dismiss the guards.
Moments later, they were all seated in the conference room.
"My only goal was to take them back. Besides, you all seem quite capable. You can deal with them."
"If you hadn't been negligent and let them out, the mutations wouldn't have spread to other worlds. Do you really think you bear no responsibility?"
This responsibility was more one they imposed on themselves. Perhaps there were other algorithms in the grand scheme of things, but not dealing with this matter would have no impact on them.
"Then what do you want me to do?"
The others couldn't quite understand. Seeing the two glaring at each other, they were incredibly tense.
So, when a mobile phone ringtone echoed through the conference room, everyone immediately looked towards the source.
It was Uncle Sheng.
He had intended to reject the call directly, but seeing the caller ID, he answered it.
Expecting something important, it turned out to be that strange person who had flown out of the well that day.
"I'm busy. We'll talk later."
His brow furrowed. "Then send him over."
The discussion continued.
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Hospital.
Zhuo Ying's parting instructions had not been taken very seriously by Zhu Zhongyan.
He knew the magnetic disk was for defending against mutated monsters. This was a hospital, with so many people, the possibility of danger was extremely low.
They were not familiar with the Fu family and the others. When the two left, he felt awkward and pushed the child around.
Lost in thought, a figure appeared before him.
He looked up, and the woman opposite him scrutinized him with disgust for a long while. "It really is you."
The moment Zhuo Ying saw her face, he wanted to rush forward and kill her!
"I didn't expect you to be quite capable, latching onto Gu Ying. Is this that bastard child of hers? To deal with me, you're really willing to play the role of a father to someone else's child, just like your slut of a sister."
"You're the slut!" Zhu Zhongyan retorted angrily.
Just as the woman was about to provoke him further, a more arrogant female voice came from behind. "What the hell are you running around for? Trying to die!"
Cheng Yingxin's expression changed drastically. Not seeing Lu Jingting behind her, she became less hesitant. "Where I go is none of your business!"
Rong Jin, who had come to find her, widened her eyes when she saw Zhu Zhongyan past her.
Zhu Zhongyan also recognized the "black fan" from his "dreams." "It's you!"