The parry didn't throw Blade off balance completely, but it left him wide open for a brief moment. And that was all Dan Heng needed.
In an instant, Dan Heng summoned the Creation Engine from the shared inventory and delivered a devastating punch.
The blow sent Blade crashing to the ground. The Creation Engine vanished as quickly as it appeared, and Dan Heng followed up immediately, pointing the Pink Fluffy Bunny directly at Blade's body.
The attack left Blade gravely injured. Though his body began to heal rapidly under the power of the Abundance, there was still a short delay before he could fully recover. And that brief window was all Dan Heng needed.
"I will make this clear. I am not Dan Feng. I am Dan Heng. Four, go!"
Out of respect for Madam Herta, Dan Heng referred to his Puppet as "Four." Upon hearing Dan Heng's command, the Herta Puppet grabbed Blade's arm. Then, her wrist transformed once again into a small shield.
In an act of pure mockery, the Herta Puppet used Blade's hand to attack her own shield. Just as Blade's sword was about to land, she triggered another parry, sending Blade back into a state of imbalance.
Blade's body froze up, unable to move. But the Herta Puppet didn't stop there. She continued forcing Blade's arm to swing against her shield, repeatedly parrying the attacks and locking him into an endless state of imbalance.
The result was exactly as Dan Heng had anticipated. Watching Blade completely unable to fight back, Dan Heng said calmly:
"I am Dan Heng."
Blade: "You are Dan Feng!"
Dan Heng: "If that's how it is, I'll prove that I'm Dan Heng, not Dan Feng. Would Dan Feng ever do something like this?"
Dan Heng stepped behind Blade, gripping the Pink Fluffy Bunny tightly, the familiar weight settling into his hands. This was a move he had rehearsed countless times in his dreams. Recalling the exact force needed for different pitches of "meows," Dan Heng reversed his spear, pointing the Bunny's soft backside at Blade's posterior.
If Blade insisted on believing that he was Dan Feng, then Dan Heng would do something Dan Feng would never dare to do.
His gaze was resolute. He knew that this act wouldn't just socially annihilate Blade—it could very well destroy his own dignity too. But so be it. If this was the price of proving his identity, he was willing to pay it.
"Meow~~~"
A long, drawn-out cat sound echoed through the battlefield, and everyone fell silent. All eyes turned toward the scene, witnessing with their own eyes the absurd reality—Blade's rear end had let out a clear, resounding "meow" the moment it was struck.
But Dan Heng wasn't satisfied. This was just a trial strike, an attempt to get the rhythm and feeling right. The sensation from dreams and reality was slightly different, but it wasn't a big deal—adjustments could be made.
Dan Heng recalibrated his technique and swung his weapon rapidly. The butt of the Pink Fluffy Bunny struck Blade's backside in quick succession. The meows, now rhythmic and continuous, began to form a familiar beat.
"Meow meow~ Meow meow~ Meow~ Meow meow meow~ Meow meow meow~"
Yes, that rhythm—Nyan Cat.
As if on cue, the Herta Puppet, still making Blade repeatedly parry his own attacks, chimed in cheerfully.
"Let's sing 'Learn to Meow' together~ Come on~"
Blade's posterior: "Meow meow meow meow~"
Blade's "performance" and the Herta Puppet's harmony combined into a surreal duet. Dan Heng, filled with determination and no small amount of lingering frustration, declared:
"I am Dan Heng, not Dan Feng. Among the High-Cloud Quintet, you're the most embarrassing one! Now—who am I?"
Blade: "Dan Feng!"
Dan Heng struck again, rhythm unwavering. "Who am I?"
Blade: "Dan Feng!"
Dan Heng remained patient, swearing to himself that he would force Blade to acknowledge him. He would make Blade understand that he wasn't Dan Feng, no matter what. The sins of his past life? He was willing to bear them. That was fate, an immutable truth of the past. But if Blade was going to chase him across the universe, then Blade needed to acknowledge that he was hunting Dan Heng, not Dan Feng.
Even as Blade suffered this indescribable humiliation, his resolve remained unshaken. To him, Dan Heng was Dan Feng.
Dan Heng frowned. Why was Blade still refusing to yield? Did he need to suffer universal shame to finally be satisfied?
At this point, Dan Heng stopped overthinking the situation. Instead, he borrowed Pei Guang's philosophy: "Don't worry about the outcome—just try everything first."
An idea suddenly struck him. Why was Blade so unyielding? Was it because Dan Heng not only inherited Dan Feng's appearance but also his power? The same face. The same strength. Even if his personality, experiences, and mindset were completely different, for those who remembered Dan Feng, the power alone would be enough to confirm their mistaken belief.
He had already altered his appearance, yet Blade still insisted he was Dan Feng. That left only one factor—his sealed power. That power was proof of Dan Feng's existence.
Previously, Dan Heng had believed this power to be immutable. But now, he realized it could be changed—thanks to something Pei Guang had once said.
Back in Belobog, Pei Guang had proudly declared, "Yours, mine, theirs—once it's in a player's hands, it's all the player's."
With those words in mind, Dan Heng stopped his attack. The weapon in his hands began to disassemble, and at the same time, his body started to transform.
A flow of pink water suddenly emerged around Dan Heng, completely enveloping him. From within the water, a pink dragon soared out, spiraling into the air. Yes—Dan Heng had released his seal and chosen to wield the power inherited from the previous Imbibitor Lunae.
In his hands, his weapon shifted forms, transforming into a "spell orb." While the shape of the weapon changed, its special effects remained intact. After all, this orb was simply a part of his original spear. Weapon effects only stopped working if the weapon itself was destroyed, not if its form changed.
As the pink dragon emerged, it didn't let out a traditional roar. Instead, the sound that echoed across the battlefield was an excited cat's meow.
Bathed in radiant pink light, Dan Heng's body began to transform. As he reclaimed his strength and wielded the power of the immortal, he also reached a level of synergy with Pei Guang that allowed him to better understand the mechanics behind weapon special effects. This understanding let him fuse the immortal energy with the Pink Fluffy Bunny's "meow" effects, even expanding it across all his abilities.
At this moment, Dan Heng had reached heights that no previous Imbibitor Lunae had ever achieved. Were any of the past Vidyadhara High elders or even other Xianzhou High elders to witness this pink spectacle, they would unanimously declare:
"He's just a Trailblazer! There's no way he's a past Vidyadhara sovereign!"
Yes, Dan Heng's mindset had shifted. In the past, he viewed this as Dan Feng's power—something he wanted to reject. But now? Dan Heng had come to a realization: Who cares if it was Dan Feng's?
In his mind, he echoed Pei Guang's philosophy: "Yours, mine, theirs—if it's in the player's hands, it's mine now."
This power, this immortal energy—while it may have belonged to Dan Feng in the past, now it was in his hands. It belonged to Dan Heng. And not only that—Dan Heng had modified and personalized it, imprinting it with his own identity and style.
For a moment, everyone was stunned into silence.
Pei Guang's shock was simple—he hadn't expected Dan Heng's weapon to transform.
But everyone else? They were dumbfounded for a far simpler reason—this was outrageously flashy. The flamboyant pink water, the vivid pink dragon, and that unmistakable cat meow—it all left the bystanders, and even Blade lying on the ground, wide-eyed in disbelief.
Especially Blade. Seeing this scene, he knew one thing for certain:
Dan Heng was absolutely not Dan Feng. There was no way Dan Feng would ever go this far.
And it wasn't just the people here. Jing Yuan, who had just arrived at the scene, witnessed the pink dragon streak across the sky with its meowing cries. For a moment, he froze, rubbing his eyes instinctively.
Jing Yuan: "Am I… dreaming?"
But then came the scene that pushed the absurdity to a whole new level. At the front of the crowd, Dan Heng now stood in his small dragon humanoid form, gracefully balanced atop a pink lotus. At that moment, he removed all the equipment that had previously obscured his face, leaving him standing in full view, confident and resolute. Floating in his hand was the Pink Fluffy Bunny, small, adorable, and unmistakably ridiculous.
The only thing "normal" about him was his appearance and attire. Dan Heng had finally embraced his past, reconciling who he was with who he is now. He no longer needed masks or illusions to hide himself. He no longer needed to suppress his strength.
Dan Heng was Dan Heng—nothing more, and nothing less.