Chapter 720

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Chapter 720: Are you here?

If she had the 【Heavenly Gate】 in hand, Galan’s combat power could have increased significantly.

After all, that was the ultimate offensive forbidden object of the Baili family, perfectly compensating for Galan’s weakness in attack power. Unfortunately, after the 【Heavenly Gate】 disappeared, Galan had no choice but to fight these demons barehanded.

Boom—!!

A deafening explosion echoed as Galan emerged unscathed from the flames, ignoring the storm of frost swords flying toward her. She grabbed a demon by the throat, lifted it into the air, spun it around, and slammed it heavily to the ground!

Dense cracks spread across the ruins beneath her feet. The demon she had firmly gripped by the throat struggled to open its mouth, a blinding fire brewing within.

Galan raised an eyebrow and directly covered its mouth with one hand, forcefully blocking the fire from escaping. The flame exploded within the demon’s mouth, engulfing Galan in flames while shattering the demon’s head into pieces.

After killing another demon, Galan slowly stood up. Before she could make a move, an extreme cold frost spread from the ground to her ankles, firmly binding her body.

Galan suddenly looked up to see a girl with long light blue hair floating above her, her pale eyes staring down with a chilling murderous intent.

A Japanese demon, the Snow Woman.

As a well-known demon in Japanese folklore, the Snow Woman’s power far exceeded that of nameless demons. From the aura emanating from her, it was clear she was a “Klein” level “mystery.”

Galan narrowed her eyes, crouched slightly, and suddenly stomped down, shattering the frost beneath her feet. Using that force, she leaped up and charged directly at the Snow Woman.

The Snow Woman gently raised her hands, and a whirlwind of icy snowflakes swirled around her, suddenly radiating outward, slamming Galan back to the ground.

At the same time, endless icy blades coalesced from the blizzard, pouring down like torrential rain onto the fallen Galan. With each low rumble, the tiles around her shattered, and frost spread!

Galan’s figure was engulfed by the icy blades and frost. The frost that pierced the ground began to rapidly climb up her body.

Covered in frost, Galan felt her body growing heavier and her movements slowing. As the frost thickened, a heavy layer of ice formed on her surface.

The Snow Woman seemed to realize the girl’s terror and chose not to kill her but to seal her within the ice.

“Galan!”

Nearby, Wu Xiangnan, who was weaving through demons with his sword like a startled swan, frowned at the scene. He quickly broke away from his battlefield and rushed toward Galan!

But before he could take two steps, several demons charged at him, completely separating him from Galan’s battlefield, forming a roaring wall of demons that blocked his path.

Damn it!

Wu Xiangnan cursed inwardly, swinging his sword to engage the demons.

Galan was trapped in the ice, the layer on her body growing thicker. She lifted her head, her once black hair nearly covered in white, her eyes fixed on the Snow Woman, her face filled with defiance and stubbornness.

If only I had the 【Heavenly Gate】 in my hand…

Galan gritted her teeth, still desperately trying to break free from the ice, but the frost had already engulfed her body, creeping up to her neck and spreading toward her face.

Plop—!

At that moment, a drop of rain fell from the sky, splashing onto the icy surface covering her.

Galan was taken aback.

Rain?

She looked up at the gray sky, which showed no signs of clouds… Where was this rain coming from?

This drop of rain felt like an omen, and after it fell, a torrent of raindrops began to pour down from the sky!

Crash…

In an instant, a heavy downpour began!

At this moment, the knight and Wu Xiangnan also sensed something was off, looking up at the sky with puzzled expressions.

Amidst the dense curtain of rain, a figure like black lightning fell from the sky!

Before the three could clearly see the figure, it vanished into the rain as if it had never appeared.

An illusion?

The frost had already covered Galan’s ears. She stared blankly at the spot where the figure had been, seemingly searching for something.

Suddenly, atop the black temple behind them, a figure dressed in a black trench coat and wearing a Sun Wukong mask silently appeared in the rain. Three long knives—deep blue, pitch black, and light purple—hung at his waist, and a wave of night spread rapidly from him.

Behind the mask, his starry eyes ignited with brilliant golden flames, burning like a furnace. He stood atop the temple in the downpour, exuding an air of authority, like a king of the night descending to the mortal realm.

The moment Galan saw that mask, her pupils trembled, and the ice layer covering her body cracked with fine fissures.

Her lips parted involuntarily, and in her deadpan eyes, an unprecedented joy suddenly ignited!

That is…

Wu Xiangnan and the knight looked at the mysterious figure suddenly appearing atop the temple, filled with confusion.

In the rain, Lin Qiye turned his head, his gaze landing on Galan. Seeing the glimmer of joy in her eyes, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth beneath the mask.

However, the next moment, the thick ice completely sealed Galan within, the frost invading her hopeful eyes, turning her into an ice statue, silently standing amidst the ruins.

Lin Qiye’s eyes turned cold.

He placed his right hand on the hilt of the deep blue long knife, pulling it out half an inch. The bright blade reflected the falling raindrops, emitting a faint glow.

“Collapse.” Lin Qiye said淡淡.

Boom—!!

The torrential rain suddenly collapsed from the sky, precisely striking the blue ice statue, thousands of raindrops slicing through the ice layer like fine needles. In an instant, the ice imprisoning Galan was cut away by more than half.

Within the ice layer, Galan’s eyes narrowed, and she suddenly exerted force!

With a loud explosion, the ice clinging to her body shattered, and fragments of ice flew everywhere.

The girl in the deep blue Han robe stood quietly in the rain. The raindrops that could originally cut through the ice layer softened instantly, gently falling on her, sliding down her robe and hitting the ground with a patter.

Galan faced the figure atop the temple, about to speak, but then she seemed to realize something. She reached up to gently tuck her scattered hair behind her ear and tidied her dust-covered robe…

After doing all this, she looked up at Lin Qiye again, unable to hide the joy on her face, her eyes sparkling with a smile as she openly said:

“You came!”