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Chapter 429: 429 - It is profane
Qingyi had lost count of how many hours they had been flying nonstop.
Aeryn didn’t seem the least bit interested in using any flying device, her body cutting through the air elegantly.
Like a thin, sharp blade, the wind barely reacted to her movements, not even when she broke the speed of sound.
Qingyi did not possess the same grace. Flying low, his body created a powerful shockwave, uprooting trees and lifting the earth.
Of course, by the time such a shockwave arrived, he was already too far away to notice it.
Suddenly, Aeryn moved in the air.
With a single step into the void, her body stopped, descending to the ground.
Her fluttering cape calmed down, falling over her delicate back and sinking into the curve of her fat, round, perfect ass.
Qingyi also stopped immediately, but the moment his feet touched the ground, the shockwave reached him.
The closed forest around them opened up into a small clearing. Aeryn’s hands went to her eyes, covering them as the dust and wind reached her, her cape fluttering violently.
"Can you fly causing less devastation?" she asked, her beautiful blue eyes focused on the trail of destruction that followed them.
"Perhaps," Qingyi replied. Using his Lightning Blink movement technique or his shadow spirit root, for sure.
"But I’m not used to flying so low. Should I try to cause less damage to the forest?" he asked. "I know this is important to you elves."
"We preserve balance, not nature. As a dragon, shouldn’t you preserve balance too?" She turned her beautiful face slightly.
Qingyi had honestly gotten used to being called a dragon and now didn’t even care about it anymore.
His scent no longer resembled that of an ordinary human, his eyes were not human at all, and his brain would soon no longer be human either.
He was turning into a complete dragon, and he knew it well.
"The Golden Ones perhaps, but not me," Qingyi replied, shaking his head. "I preserve the death of my enemies and the happiness of my wives."
"Hm... is that so?" Aeryn replied with nothing more than a soft, low grunt before turning away, her cheeks softly blushing.
Her eyes focused on the northwest horizon and she walked on in silence.
"I don’t believe you stopped here just to notice the destruction I left behind," Qingyi said, his words answered by a soft nod.
"I don’t like leaving incomplete missions behind, it’s always problematic."
The handsome young man just sighed, following close behind, his eyes focused on the elf’s delicate back, the sway of her hips, and the movement of her cape over her full buttocks.
After a few dozen meters, Aeryn stopped, drew her sword, and then slashed.
From her beautiful elven blade, a cut of mana emerged, tearing through the air ahead and heading toward a small tree on the horizon.
To Qingyi’s surprise, just before the slash reached it, the tree turned at a ninety-degree angle, like a human column twisting.
"That’s an ancient spirit..." Ruxue’s voice echoed in Qingyi’s mind, who immediately focused his draconic eyes.
That tree was surrounded by mana, but not the ordinary mana used by Aeryn.
It was something corrupt, putrid. It was to mana what demonic Qi was to the Qi he himself used.
’Like you?’ Qingyi asked mentally.
"Like what existed before I existed; the Heavens don’t like us to talk about this time," Ruxue replied, her sweet, mature voice carrying a hint of anxiety.
The young man’s eyes focused on the tree again.
Its trunk left the ground, exhaling a putrid mist from which beings like those he had killed before emerged.
Dozens, hundreds, thousands...
The number just kept growing without stopping, and soon, the entire surrounding forest had been taken over.
Aeryn shuddered slightly, but did not retreat. Finally, Qingyi could feel her mana at full strength, spreading without limits, clinging to every tree, every branch.
With a single movement of her fingers, thousands of thorns appeared, destroying everything around them, reaching the bodies of those ancient terrors and tearing them apart.
In a single moment, more than half of them turned to dust.
Panic seemed to take hold of the tree as its enormous roots pressed against the ground, trying to escape.
Obviously, Aeryn didn’t allow it.
With a smooth movement, she lunged forward, her body turning into a blur, her blade sinking into the wood and cutting the tree in two.
To her surprise, the lower part continued to run; inside it, a mind screamed desperately.
"Damn... Damn... damn... why the hell did this damn woman come after me? I need a new... a new body, fast!"
Suddenly, and for a brief moment, the tree froze.
It wasn’t crazy enough to try to take over Aeryn’s mind, but luckily, there was someone who would probably be perfect for that.
The tree suddenly turned, passing Aeryn and running towards Qingyi.
The creature didn’t notice that the elven woman didn’t even bother to stop it; on the contrary, a soft smile spread across her full, pink lips.
The moment the tree came within a meter, a hand emerged from its trunk, old and brittle, aiming for Qingyi’s neck.
"Hm... bad idea..." The handsome young man murmured softly, his lips curving into a gentle smile.
And at that moment, the spirit saw a figure emerging from behind Qingyi.
It was enormous, as big as a castle—no, even bigger.
Its jaws bore endless rows of sharp teeth, and its beautiful purple eyes, identical to Qingyi’s, watched the spirit with contempt.
Qingyi barely paid attention to it for more than a moment before planting his left leg and spinning his right, striking the tree trunk.
A sea of gray flames immediately spread, an ancient cry of pain and despair filling the forest as the flames of Primordial Chaos consumed everything.
Qingyi didn’t keep them active for long, his right arm burning painfully as he extinguished them.
They were still difficult to control; as he grew stronger, the flames also grew stronger and, naturally, much more violent.
Aeryn’s eyes focused on those flames for another brief moment before she turned away.
"It is profane," she said, before rising into the skies. This time, she flew a little higher than before.