The woman in white was breathtakingly beautiful, but her beauty was now a tragic one. Killing Intent radiated from her like a gale. "Today, one of us will die. I, Luo Ziyun, have sworn an oath to exterminate your entire Rat Lineage!"

"Hmph. Even Demon King Liu wouldn’t dare make such a boast. Who do you think you are? You’re just some lucky woman."

As the man and woman clashed, the very heavens seemed to shift and space itself warped. A continuous stream of fierce explosions erupted.

"Enough nonsense, you damn rat! Come and die!" With her Treasure Sword in hand, the woman in white unleashed a flurry of killing blows, each one packed with immense destructive power.

The Gray Demon King struggled to defend himself, cursing his luck internally. ’If I had known this madwoman would be so crazed, I would have let the White Demon King deliver the final blow back then.’

But now, all of her hatred was focused on him, the Gray Demon King.

The White Demon King, on the other hand, had no one coming after him for revenge. Who could he complain to? He had only made a single move.

By making that move, the Gray Demon King had not only drawn the hatred of this madwoman, but the enmity of the entire Snake Race as well.

In recent days, tens of thousands of rats from his lineage were being killed daily. The number of awakened ones—those at the Spirit Monster level—who had died was simply incalculable.

The losses were devastating.

Luo Ziyun’s eyes held only hatred now—hatred for this damn rat who had launched a sneak attack, and hatred for her own past indecisiveness.

’Kill. Only by killing this damn rat can I feel even a little bit better.’

’If I don’t avenge him, who will?’

She didn’t care even if it meant mutual destruction, because a single blow from this damn rat had turned all her dreams to dust.

But then, suddenly, Luo Ziyun’s delicate body trembled. As if sensing something, she stared in disbelief toward a certain direction. Her tragically beautiful eyes slowly widened, and then hot tears began to stream down her face.

’You’re still alive. You’re still alive... This is wonderful.’

She clapped a hand over her stunning red lips, overjoyed. It felt as if her whole world had suddenly brightened.

The Gray Demon King stared strangely at the madwoman, completely dumbfounded. ’What the hell is going on? We’re in the middle of a fight, and she suddenly starts crying?’

The problem was, even though the Gray Demon King was a Demon King of his generation, he hadn’t managed to touch a single hair on her head during the fight.

’What the hell are you crying for? I’m the one who should be crying!’

After just a moment, the Gray Demon King saw the chillingly sharp Treasure Sword in her hand suddenly vanish. He was even more bewildered, completely unable to figure out this madwoman’s game.

’Don’t tell me she’s planning to kill me with her tears next?’

"Gray Demon King, we’re stopping here for today."

"What do you mean?"

Luo Ziyun just gave him a look of disgust before flying away, leaving a single sentence behind: "I, Luo Ziyun, no longer need to be the one to take your life. Someone else is coming for your rat life. Just you wait."

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PS: Today is another big 4,000-character Chapter. I couldn’t even be bothered to split it. I’ve been in a really bad mood these past two days. My cousin, my childhood friend who I grew up with, actually committed suicide by jumping in front of a train. It’s hard to believe, hard to accept. For the past two days, a heavy shadow has been looming over my heart, and I can’t shake it. We went to elementary, middle, and high school together. We did everything together. We learned to smoke together, pulled all-nighters at internet cafes together. For pretty much all our time before we turned twenty, we were inseparable. Later, when we entered the workforce, we couldn’t hang out like before. He went to the United States, and we fell out of touch. This April, he came back, and I was so happy we could hang out again. But I never expected that he’d developed mental health issues. His behavior and logic were no longer normal. It was terrifying. He had to go to a psychiatric hospital. He was there for a month, and when he got out, he was much better, like his old self. He’d come over and take over my computer to play games, sleep at my place. I thought he was better. In September, he went back to the United States. And now, just a short time later, I get the news that he jumped in front of a train. It was his depression. When I heard, I was just completely stunned. Isn’t this kind of unbelievable thing just stuff you read about in the news? How could it happen right here, to my childhood brother? My heart aches. In the blink of an eye, he’s gone forever. He was so cruel to himself, choosing such a brutal way to go. He was leaving, and he didn’t even send me a single message. He was even a few months younger than me. He didn’t have a girlfriend yet, didn’t have a wife... I just can’t. My cousin, I hope you are free from pain in heaven. If I had known, I would have held on to you, I wouldn’t have let you go back to the United States. But it’s too late. Please, rest in peace.