BOOM!!!
The explosion that followed was deafening, the shockwaves rippling through the battlefield and beyond. The ground was torn apart, and the air was filled with a chaotic mix of light and darkness. For a moment, it seemed as if the entire world had been consumed by the clash of these two overwhelming forces.
When the dust settled, Xi Baihe stood amidst the ruins, her figure battered and bloodied. Her silver hair was disheveled, and her once-radiant aura had dimmed significantly. She coughed, a trickle of blood escaping her lips, but her eyes still burned with defiance.
Yun Lintian stepped forward, his expression calm but resolute. "It's over, Xi Baihe. You've lost."
Xi Baihe's lips curled into a bitter smile. "Lost? No, Yun Lintian. This is far from over. The Lord of Chaos will—"
