Chapter 119: Ang Joins the Battle

"Bai Ye," Xing Yu managed to say with difficulty, bracing his body with his arms as he looked up at Bai Ye, who stood before him clad in a grey-white jester’s suit and wearing a matching mask.

"Xing Yu, I have finally waited for this moment. You have lost our struggle." Bai Ye looked down at him, his voice cold.

"Perhaps, but I am still alive, am I not? As long as I live, there is hope, is there not?" Xing Yu smiled at him, though blood continued to spill from his lips as he spoke.

"Hmph, are you hoping that Liliana will save you again? It is a pity, but I will not give you another chance this time." Bai Ye raised his hand to his chest, his sharp claws shimmering with a blood-red light. "Farewell, old friend!" With that, Bai Ye thrust his claws toward Xing Yu’s chest without a hint of mercy.

Facing the incoming strike, there was no panic in Xing Yu’s eyes, only a smile of release. "Bai Ye, I, too, have waited a long time for this moment." At that instant, gathering his remaining strength, Xing Yu shouted, "Come! Let me show you the power I inherited from Lilith. Space Power—Black Hole!"

Following his words, a black spatial rift appeared beside them, emitting a massive suction force that seemed intent on devouring everything in its path.

"Bai Ye, come! I want to see if you, a Prince-level existence, can survive within the dimensional void. If I cannot defeat you, then we shall die together. This black hole can only be opened, never closed. You cannot escape, Bai Ye." Xing Yu spoke with firm resolve before his heavily injured, defenseless body was pulled into the rift.

"Damn you, even in death you insist on causing me trouble." The sudden, overwhelming suction caught Bai Ye off guard. Realizing it was too late to escape its range, he struggled desperately against the pull. "A black hole? Truly troublesome. However, this is my world!" Bai Ye roared in fury, "Grey-White World—Annihilation!"

Following his shout, countless fissures appeared across the grey-white world created by his domain. The entire realm shattered rapidly, and along with it, the spatial rift Xing Yu had created vanished, as if it had never existed at all.

Bai Ye stood silently in place, his eyes devoid of emotion. He murmured quietly, "Xing Yu, farewell. In the end, I have won this war."

After standing still for a long time, Bai Ye turned and walked toward Xue Lan.

Xue Lan stood there, bracing herself with her knightly lance. Her body was riddled with several bloodied holes that had nearly pierced through her; some had begun to heal, but most remained raw, exposing white bone and dripping with blood.

"I did not expect you to survive. You are worthy of being the second-ranked powerhouse of the Thirteen Judgments," Bai Ye said, clapping his hands in mock admiration as he looked at her.

"Bai Ye!" Seeing him stop before her, Xue Lan glared at him with hateful eyes. "Where is Xing Yu?"

"That trash? He is dead," Bai Ye replied calmly. "It is only a pity that I could not kill him myself. He fell into a spatial rift."

"Bai Ye, Lady Liliana will not let you get away with this," Xue Lan said coldly.

"Is that so?" Bai Ye looked at her expressionlessly. "Perhaps, but I fear you will not live to see it." He raised his right hand. "Go and join Xing Yu." He swung his claws ruthlessly toward her chest.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, a massive figure suddenly intercepted the space between Bai Ye and Xue Lan, a powerful arm colliding with Bai Ye’s claws.

"Urgh!" The large figure let out a muffled grunt and retreated a few steps. Bai Ye, not expecting anyone to intervene, was knocked back by the immense force.

"Who goes there?" Unharmed, Bai Ye turned his angry gaze toward the figure now shielding Xue Lan. The newcomer was a massive entity, his muscles bulging with raw power, his body covered in thick, silver-white fur. A savage, silver-white wolf head sat atop his frame, and his dark green eyes glowed with wild intensity. The clash had clearly taken a toll; a deep, bone-exposed wound on his hand dripped blood.

"Lord Ang!" Xue Lan cried out in surprise upon seeing the silver-white werewolf who had saved her.

"Long time no see, Lady Xue Lan. It seems I have not arrived too late," the silver-white werewolf, Ang, said with a smile that looked somewhat fearsome.

"It is you!" Bai Ye recognized the figure and watched the werewolf with caution.

"The Vampire King? I am surprised to see that the once-insignificant human has grown to this extent," Ang said, keeping his guard up.

"Where is Liliana? You did not appear earlier, so you must have gone to find her. Where is she now?" Bai Ye demanded.

"Heh heh, the young mistress has some urgent business to attend to. She has no time to play with a little brat like you," Ang replied with a mocking tone.

"A little brat? You are nothing more than a glorified dog! Do not be so arrogant in my presence! Since you have come, you might as well leave your life here!" Ang’s words infuriated Bai Ye. His eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty red light as he lunged forward.

"Hmph, little brat, your strength is decent, but you are still green." Ang pushed off the ground, his body launching like a cannonball toward Bai Ye, leaving a crater behind him with cracks spreading like a spiderweb.

Bai Ye’s claws lashed out mercilessly, leaving afterimages. Ang clenched his right fist, his powerful arm meeting the claws with a sound that tore through the air.

The collision between Bai Ye’s slender arm and Ang’s heavy fist did not result in Ang being knocked back as before. Instead, Bai Ye held his ground, his claws sinking deep into Ang’s fist. The excruciating pain caused Ang to grit his teeth and let out a low growl. Just as Bai Ye prepared to withdraw his claws for another strike, Ang’s left hand instantly clamped down on them.

"What?" Bai Ye was shocked.

"I told you, kid, you are still too green." A savage smile appeared on Ang’s face. He leaned back and kicked out with both legs, slamming them into Bai Ye’s torso. Bai Ye let out a cry of pain as he was sent flying like an arrow from a bow.

He crashed through several walls before finally coming to a stop, shrouded in a cloud of dust that obscured his condition.

Ang did not pursue, choosing instead to remain on high alert.

"Die!" Just as Bai Ye stopped, an angry voice erupted behind Ang. Bai Ye appeared in a disheveled state, his glowing claws fueled by rage as he aimed for Ang’s heart.

Reacting instantly, Ang lunged forward, though he could not fully evade the strike, suffering a deep, blood-soaked wound on his back. He turned quickly to face Bai Ye again.

Bai Ye’s abdomen was punctured by Ang’s kick, blood gushing from the hole, while Ang’s back bled profusely from the claw wound. The two injured fighters stood in a tense standoff.

"Damn stray dog, you have thoroughly angered me. You can die now." Bai Ye glared at Ang, his fury unmasked.

"Killing me will not be so easy, little brat." Ang breathed heavily, a savage smile on his lips.

"Domain—Grey-White World!" Bai Ye roared, and the grey-white realm instantly engulfed them both.

"Welcome to my world, you damn stray dog. Die by your own hands." Bai Ye’s voice, muffled by his mask, echoed through the space. Before Ang’s eyes, a grey-white replica of himself appeared. With a roar, the creature lunged at him.

"The seventh." "The eighth." "The... ninth." Ang’s heavy breathing filled the grey-white void. Before him, the corpse of a grey-white werewolf, its heart punctured by a massive hole, turned to dust and vanished.

"The ninth? You are indeed worthy of being the one who guards Liliana; you are strong," Bai Ye praised. "How do you feel now, you damn stray dog? Does it not feel terrible to face yourself?"

"A beast with power but no wisdom," Ang, covered in blood, replied with his savage smile intact. His deep, lethal wounds caused him to lose blood rapidly, staining his silver fur crimson.

"Stubborn fool. Let us see how many more you can kill. I hope you can hold on until Liliana arrives, so she can witness the final moments of her loyal subordinate." Bai Ye sneered, watching Ang engage another newly spawned werewolf. "In my eyes, you are merely a stray dog meant for my amusement."