Sss-- Yet what was most shocking to Qin Ye was the fact that the monarch beast didn’t even shed a single drop of blood despite having been diced into a million pieces. Instead, all that remained of it seemed to be an endless, heart-rending shriek.

“No way… it’s not even dead yet?!” Qin Ye was astounded by both Arthis’ incredible display of power, and the monarch beast’s seemingly unlimited will to survive. He gulped nervously. A split second later, the pieces of the monarch beast that were just drifting down to the ground suddenly rushed madly back to the depths of the bottomless abyss.

It was afraid…

The monarch beast was truly frightened by Arthis. It had never expected to encounter such a powerful presence and it didn’t have any courage to remain here any longer.

Whoosh… A black gale swept across Qin Ye’s head, and the bits and pieces that formed its whole body rushed along with it like a massive flock of crows, leaving in its wake the victor of the skirmish.

It was a Lady Rakshasa who was still seated atop her eighteen-tiered lotus platform.

Qin Ye coughed dryly and mustered all of his courage, before cautiously approaching the platform, “Hello? Is Arti there? Could I ask her to help me take control of Lordaeron--…” [1]

But before he could even finish speaking, the lotus platform was promptly consumed by a magnificent conflagration. Moments later, the great blaze faded away just as abruptly as it came, leaving Arthis in her usual form as she fell straight from the height of the residuary flames. Without thinking, Qin Ye reached out to catch her as she fell.

“How are you feeling?” Qin Ye immediately gasped in horror. He could sense that Arthis’ body was icy cold and covered with frost, and he promptly began...