Seeing Shitang Longsi's body swelling and feeling the internal power filled with anger and murderous intent emanating from his body, Su Xiang understood that this man was truly enraged. He couldn't help but step forward and loudly remind, "Mr. Shitang, don't forget the orders from above...!"

Before he could finish his words, Shitang Longsi suddenly turned back, his deep and terrifying eyes focused on Su Xiang, startling him into swallowing the rest of his sentence. In those burning pupils, there was no longer anything human-like; it was the judgment of a deity!

Seeing the obnoxious man sensibly shut his mouth, Shitang Longsi turned his head back and continued to lock his gaze onto Pei Jin, lowly growling, "Martial God possessed!"

With these words, his muscles swelled again, all wounds rapidly healing at a visible speed. But this was not over; he gripped the hilt and continued to lowly command, "God of Swords!"

The long sword in its sheath was immediately enveloped by the surging internal power, humming and trembling incessantly, as if without Shitang Longsi's firm grip, it would unsheathe itself and rush to the battlefield.

On the other side of the battlefield, seeing Shitang Longsi in this state, Pei Jin also put aside his relaxed demeanor, placing a hand on the hilt of his long sword and echoed in the same phrase, "Martial God possessed!" "God of Swords!"

When the same state was applied onto Pei Jin, the entire battlefield, left and right, appeared like two ancient fierce beasts, male and female standing upright, the internal powers emanating from their bodies clashing against each other like waves in the battlefield center with astounding impact.

"Thunder God!"

"Thunder God!"

The two voices shouted in unison, two figures turned into gleaming flashes rushing towards each other at the same time, swords unsheathed as the two met, exchanged blows, and then separated!

From the shocking start, through the heart-stirring process, to the silent conclusion.

Looking at the two still maintaining sword-swinging stances after separating, Su Xiang stared in awe, thinking to himself, too fast! It was too fast! The speed of their strikes when contacting was too fast, leaving only a gleam, even he couldn't tell who had the upper hand.

Everyone present was utterly amazed by this spectacular duel. Zhi Rou, who said she would knock Pei Jin unconscious and take him back, swallowed the saliva in her mouth, astonished watching Pei Jin maintaining the sword-wielding stance.

Crack, crack, crack! The sound of metal breaking resounded, Zhi Rou couldn't help but exclaim, "Broken! It's broken! Her sword shattered!"

No need for him to say, Jiang Donghu and the others saw what happened, watching Pei Jin's long sword shattered into countless pieces falling to the ground, followed by a gush of fresh blood spraying out, the scales on the dragon-clawed left arm breaking and the forearm sliced clean off.

"Pei Jin!" Jiang Donghu's eyes turned red upon seeing this, sprang up intending to rush forward.

"Don't come over!" Pei Jin yelled, pressing the right hand on the left arm. Then, a large amount of internal power surged out from her body, wrapping the wounds, stopping the blood flow instantly, and amid Pei Jin's agonizing cries, Jiang Donghu was astonished to see the broken bones of the severed arm growing, the forearm bones sprouting on their own, subsequently covered slowly by veins and flesh.

Just as everyone was fascinated by Pei Jin's actions, a thud from not far away attracted attention, the once standing Shitang Longsi wobbled a few times before finally unable to sustain, collapsing to the ground, bright red blood slowly flowing from beneath him.

Shitang Longsi was unwilling, this was clearly his ability! If Pei Jin merely replicated, she would never have beaten him! Yet, the damn woman used Jiang Donghu's dragon force on top of that, actually surpassing him in power!

With the famed sword in his hand he shattered Pei Jin's sword and sliced her left arm, but Pei Jin, relying on the enhancement of dragon force, fiercely slashed open a wound on his chest.

Damn it! He actually lost to a woman! It was his carelessness! And Su Xiang as well! Was he going to perish here!

In his trance, Shitang Longsi unwillingly closed his eyes, fainting.

Due to excessive blood loss Pei Jin's face turned pale, stretching out the newly restored left arm, shaking it before herself, pinching the freshly grown tender skin with her hand. The nerves hadn't fully recovered, making fingers not quite agile.

Putting down the left arm, Pei Jin stood up and took a few deep breaths, raising her head to ask Su Xiang, "Do we continue fighting?"

Watching the fierce woman, Zhi Rou's steps naturally moved closer to Wang Tianlai and others, preparing to hold hostages upon the boss's orders.

Yet his boss didn't seem to fully understand the situation, even seemed joyful, pushed away the two minions in front, unguardedly walked directly to Pei Jin taking something out from inside his coat.

"Wait! Don't misunderstand me, I'm not here to fight, I have something to show you! If after seeing this you still decide to stick to your idea, I will turn and leave without entangling!" Su Xiang saw Pei Jin's cautious stance ready to battle, immediately stopped what he had been doing, loudly indicating.

Pei Jin watched the peculiar man before her, since tonight every move this person made had been strange, he wants to capture her yet not keen on assisting his allies, and his means of binding other people's internal powers intrigued her, vaguely guessing something, she lowered her raised arm nodding to signal he may proceed.

Having gained approval, Su Xiang took out a mobile phone from his coat, shook it in his hand, tossed it to Pei Jin with a smile, "A lady entrusted me to give this to you, she said once you see this thing, you'd follow us."

Seeing Pei Jin took the phone, Su Xiang watched her every move, the phone was retrieved by him following the instructions from the girl in the jar at a bathhouse storage locker, full of curiosity he inspected the phone inside out, seeing nothing special just a plain Huawei phone, with none of songs, photos, or videos stored, none at all.

Filled with doubt, he watched Pei Jin fiddling with the phone, not even flipping the screen open, directly removing the pendant on the phone, holding it in the palm, casually tossed the phone to the ground crushing it into fine bits.

"So the pendant was the token?" Su Xiang looked down at the phone damaged beyond recognition, rubbed his hands grinning inquiringly.

Pei Jin stared at that pale yet detestable face, the hand pocketed clenched tightly then relaxed, finally asked with a helpless expression, "I should've thought it was her, why didn't you take this out early and avoid such a big detour!"