Years ago, Cai inherited the "Nation-Toppling" power from Wang;

Since then, the level of strength Cai has reached has been enough to shake the entire Western Continent;

Nevertheless, she has never forgotten to temper herself, still treating time as the "nourishment" of her power, gradually getting stronger bit by bit.

Now, Cai's strength has completely surpassed the "Nation-Toppling" level;

It even makes people feel that she has touched upon a level that only exists in legends...

It is precisely because of this that she is extraordinary.

Charley had just been affected by a hypnotic curse, but she promptly remedied it, breaking the curse's influence just before the whip lashed onto her.

Charley's ability to do this indicates that her strength is not weaker than Cai's, suggesting a strong possibility of her reaching that highest level just like Cai.

Facing a formidable opponent she hadn't encountered in years, Cai found herself getting serious after a long time.

Under her manipulation, the inverted cross suddenly grew back to its original size, the wavering sword blade exuding a gentle tone, thus marking the beginning of the battle between the two women.

"The earlier 'hospitality' was a bit lacking; this time, please allow me to say solemnly..."

Cai leaped forward.

While still hovering in mid-air, she, like a maid waiting on someone, gracefully lifted the pure white skirt worn by the cleric with one hand, bowing her head in a gesture of courtesy.

"Miss Charley, please meet your end!"

The polite attitude was akin to serving a meal to a guest;

Unfortunately:

The dishes Cai prepared were all indigestible dark delicacies;

Apart from those heavily unappetizing foods, the only option she had left to treat Charley with was the "Death" super feast.

The chef's cordial attitude aims to stimulate the diner's appetite;

Cai's maintained affable demeanor, however, aims to make the targeted individual have a slightly comforting thought at the final moment.

"If Miss Charley is still unsatisfied, then I can only say 'bear with it'."

Clang!

As if a fan slamming down, the sword face descended heavily towards Charley's head with the force to crush rocks.

"I like to attack, not to receive..."

Charley wielded the whip horizontally, controlling its rotation with an elegant ribbon-like movement by a slight twist of her wrist.

Clang!

The whip darted upwards like a predatory snake, flicking out to meet the sword face, causing the overhead cross sword to momentarily halt before reversing its path.

"My interest in that aspect is just like my personality: I detest being harmed but am more than willing to harm others!"

Charley's rosy lips, now even more captivating in the moistening of her seductive tongue, emitted a bewitching glow.

Although she took a step back, Charley wasn't intending only to dodge but precisely felt cramped around and was preparing to move to a spacious new location.

As her figure descended, Charley's feet landed on a patch of soil, surrounded by fluttering petals.

The Royal Garden's vast expanse, starting from Wang Xiaole's new residence backyard, boasted a riot of colors extending to this spot.

The moon hung overhead, casting an ethereal and misty light, projecting a sense of hazy beauty at the scene;

Girls would love this place, but unfortunately, not every girl would.

Charley was not in the mood to be enchanted by the beautiful scenery; after Rainbow had landed and jumped down, she kept her gaze fixed in front without shifting it even a bit.

Almost palpable malice quietly permeated the air, causing the flower petals floating nearby to present an even darker beauty than before. Rainbow felt such strong emotions towards a girl for the first time.

The reason for this emotion had no direct or indirect relation to Charley's earlier decision to "spoil the surprise." Truth be told, Rainbow's jealousy was not severe. On the contrary, as long as the person planning to do so was not connected to the Royal Dibiles, Rainbow wouldn't mind that person developing a relationship with Wang Xiaole.

If the girl who had been riding on Wang Xiaole's waist earlier had not been Charley, Rainbow might have felt a sense of relief; at that moment, her own actions would have been as sensible as a child who witnessed a single mother remarrying one day.

Unfortunately, the person doing it happened to be Charley; as a result, Rainbow could not adopt an indulgent attitude.

The only reason Rainbow was determined to get rid of Charley was that she sensed a dangerous smell from her. If she connected this smell with the time when she was a "nun," she could only detect similarities with a deceased person.

What was that person's name, was it "You"?

Rainbow could no longer remember more information about the deceased person, not even sure if she remembered the short name that suddenly came to mind correctly. However, even if impressions became vague, that cunning, sinister aura could not be dismissed from her mind.

From Charley, she seemed to see the shadow of that most detestable fellow!

"Though I’m aware that you are not him, I still can't resist this urge to wipe you out," Rainbow revealed her true feelings through that statement. Naturally, she was not the only one with displeasure.

While Charley manipulated the whip with her fingertips, her narrowed pupils shot straight ahead, connecting the present with the distant past.

"No wonder you look familiar... Seven hundred years ago, when Xiaole was the leader of the demons; the girl he liked at that time seems to be someone dressed like you." Though spoken in a suspicious tone, Charley could assert seriously that the weak nun from back then and the girl standing opposite her now were the same person!

Why could Charley be so sure? Because, at the moment of "King's" final breath, Charley stood in a place with a broad view, carefully observing this important scene. It was on a mountaintop overlooking the battlefield, where as the smoke of battle cleared and swords disappeared, two girls standing side by side ended their gaze.

Among the two girls, the "barefoot girl in white" was none other than Charley standing there at that moment.

Not a reincarnation, Charley was just Charley, unchanged from her seven hundred years ago. It's no wonder: not only Rainbow, but there are others who are immortal.

Rainbow looked somewhat surprised as she asked, "Do you know about that past event?"

Since that was the case, Charley was even more determined not to let Cai go.

Similarly, after recalling the disliked nun, Charley felt a strong surge of jealousy.

"I don't understand: why would Xiaole like a girl like you? And what's worse: not content with ruining my plans once, you had the audacity to come back and sabotage them a second time..."

Alright, with a confirmed mutual disdain gleaming in their eyes, they knew they had a profound dislike for each other.

With that settled, there was no need for further words—let the fight begin!

Cai lowered her center of gravity and swiftly launched herself forward;

As if teleporting, she closed the distance between her and Charley in an instant, sword in hand!

Clang!

Charley deftly parried the sharp strike with her whip and immediately initiated her own move, swiveling her left arm and delivering an elbow strike towards Cai's abdomen;

In response, Cai retreated half a step, raised her knee to meet the incoming elbow;

Simultaneously diffusing the attack, she crouched, extending her foot towards Charley's lower body in a forceful sweep.

With a loud "thud," Charley stomped her foot on the ground just before the sweep hit, causing the solid earth to tremble violently, evading the incoming strike.

Charley was not just skilled in whip techniques;

As evidence, she followed up by thrusting out her left palm, executing a straight-line "palm strike" aimed directly at Cai.

Cai shifted her body slightly, raised her other knee to block the incoming palm strike;

At once, Cai leaped backward with force, creating a safe distance from Charley once more.

At that moment, Cai's back was pressed tightly against the wall of the building behind her.

Seemingly trapped, Cai saw an opportunity to strike.

In one fluid motion, she twisted her waist, charged vertically towards the adjacent wall, lightly pushing off its surface with her foot from an angle above to launch an assault on Charley.

Each move a counter-move!

Charley lowered her stance, assuming a defensive posture to face the incoming flying kick, flicking her whip in defense.

Cai's plan worked.

On the surface, her flying kick seemed lethal, but it was actually a feint to confuse her opponent.

As the whip came towards her, Cai withheld her leg that was set to strike, causing Charley's defense to miss its mark;

Subsequently, Cai controlled her body to perform a mid-air somersault, the fist she thrust out transformed into a genuine finishing move in the blink of an eye!

Though her strike was aimed at Charley's head, before she could land the blow, her arm suddenly felt immobilized.

Like a snake turning its raised head, Charley's other hand twisted and contorted to entangle Cai's almost-impacting fist, tightly restraining the corresponding arm.

Although there was no unusual sensation at the joint, being kept under control was a dire situation.

Compelled, Cai followed the direction her arm was being entangled, flipping herself backward to break free from the restraint.

However, before Cai could land properly, Charley swiftly stepped forward, grabbing the ankle of the foot she raised, firmly holding it down;

Cai's rapid reflexes came into play once more;

Just as she was about to be completely immobilized, she bent her other leg, using the force from her foot to execute a 180-degree spin;

The moment Cai faced the ground with her face, she shifted her other foot towards a deliberate direction to form a closed position.

The rising heel struck under Charley's palm, causing the other party to withdraw.

In this short half minute of limited time, the two women engaged in a series of intense attacks and defenses against each other.

Charley showed no mercy, whipping back two, three times like a tsunami;

The petals swept up by the strong wind fell down like snowflakes.

Both sides were rare formidable foes to each other, whether using weapons or engaging in close combat, their attacks were precise and hard to find openings.

The more they fought, the more they detested each other, their emotions strong as if they had encountered their archenemy face to face.

Before, they had both focused intensely on dealing with their opponent, but in terms of power, they were not yet without reservations.

Both women retained a trace of rationality, understanding the consequences that a full-out battle within the palace would bring, so they always suppressed themselves.

Now the situation had become somewhat different:

With the escalating struggle, that limited trace of rationality almost departed with the flowing sweat.

Now, the two women were ready to get serious...

"Both of you, stop it!"

At this moment, the intervention from a third party became particularly crucial.