# 377
**Chapter 377 – The Immortal Body**
“Hehehehe…”
The berserk Cao Yuan surged forward with a sky-shattering murderous aura, slashing indiscriminately at friend and foe alike. He chopped through the vines entangling the Red Armored Ant Queen and lunged straight at her. His blade, wrapped in a fiery aura of killing intent, clashed head-on with her frenzied strikes!
The black-flame-wreathed Straight Blade and several razor-sharp limbs collided dozens of times in an instant. The two madmen moved so fast that afterimages trailed behind them. Murderous energy spilled out in waves, dazzling the eyes of all who watched.
But this evenly matched clash lasted only a moment. In that brief span, Lin Qiye had already corroded forty percent of the Ant Queen’s body. To her, this darkness was a poison even more terrifying than the paper transformation!
Deprived of her strength, the Ant Queen instantly faltered. Cao Yuan’s blade, however, only grew faster. The cold, murderous aura left deep gouges in her red armor, eventually shattering it completely!
Covered in wounds, the Ant Queen shrieked and turned to flee, unwilling to continue tangling with this lunatic. But Lin Qiye, still embedded in her back, had no intention of letting her go.
He gripped the hilt of the Straight Blade lodged in her body and twisted hard, carving two deep, gruesome gashes across her back.
“*A hall of blooming blossoms, three thousand guests drunk; one sword of frost across fourteen provinces!*”
A frigid sword aura surged from Lin Qiye’s blade, pouring through the open wounds into the Ant Queen’s body. In an instant, her internal organs were shredded. Along the line of his blade, half her body was cleaved clean off!
Lin Qiye landed with the severed chunk of flesh. Green blood soaked his black shirt. He looked up at the Ant Queen—now little more than a head and a torso—and frowned.
As expected of a Sea-level mystery?
Even after being corroded by the deepest darkness and losing half her body… she still lives?
Still, it’s clear she’s on her last legs. Today… she *will* die.
The crippled Ant Queen howled miserably, flailing like a headless fly across the hall. Green blood gushed from her wounds, organs spilling across the floor. Yet her survival instinct drove her to seek any chance of escape.
By sheer misfortune, she locked onto a corner of the hall and charged toward it with all her remaining strength!
Lin Qiye and the others’ faces changed instantly.
There, in the direction of her mindless charge, stood the girl in the blue Hanfu. Seeing the Ant Queen barreling toward her, a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes.
“Not good!”
Lin Qiye’s brow furrowed. He hurled his Straight Blade like a spear, aiming to intercept before the Ant Queen reached Jialan.
But the distance was too great. Even with the blade’s speed, it couldn’t arrive in time.
The rampaging Ant Queen thundered forward, her mangled body still massive, moving like a high-speed train!
Shards of red armor clung to her head, gleaming viciously. In a blink, she was upon the girl.
Jialan calmly watched the charging monstrosity. She slung her hardwood bow across her back and raised one delicate, pale hand…
**BOOM—!!!**
The Ant Queen slammed into Jialan’s palm. The remaining armor on her head shattered instantly. A visible shockwave erupted, rippling outward and whipping the girl’s deep-blue Hanfu violently.
The high-speed train of a monster… had been stopped cold by a single outstretched hand.
Under the immense force, the Ant Queen’s head cracked apart. Before she could even scream, the shockwave obliterated her nervous system.
Her ruined body collapsed like a sack of meat, slumping lifelessly at Jialan’s feet.
Jialan slowly lowered her hand. Not a single scratch marred her jade-like skin—it was as if the Ant Queen hadn’t even touched a hair on her head.
The hall fell into dead silence.
Lin Qiye, Baili Pangpang, and An Qingyu stared in utter disbelief.
They knew exactly how powerful the Ant Queen’s final desperate charge had been. Not one of them could’ve stopped it so easily…
Yet this seemingly ordinary girl had done it with one hand?!
Baili Pangpang and An Qingyu turned to Lin Qiye, eyes full of questions. He could only shake his head helplessly—he had no idea either.
“Hehehehe…”
Cao Yuan, still giggling, charged at Lin Qiye with his blade raised.
Lin Qiye: …
Two minutes later.
Cao Yuan lay bound tightly on the ground, utterly defeated, while Lin Qiye and the others gathered around Jialan.
“Are you hurt?” Lin Qiye asked.
Jialan shook her head, her long black hair swaying gently.
“Are you even human?” he asked again.
Jialan: …
With a sigh, she nodded—clearly exasperated.
Baili Pangpang clapped Lin Qiye on the shoulder. “Qiye, your way with words is… something. Maybe don’t talk anymore.”
An Qingyu studied Jialan with glowing gray eyes, curiosity blazing like never before.
“Can I—”
“No.”
“…Oh.” He drooped in defeat.
Cao Yuan, having torn free from the tape, stood up and stared at Jialan, uncertain.
“Doesn’t that… look familiar?”
Baili Pangpang scratched his head. “Familiar how?”
An Qingyu’s eyes lit up. “You mean the girl from the file? The one with the immortal trait?”
Cao Yuan nodded. “She can imbue arrows with immortality. Her body is impervious to blades, unbreakable. And her clothes match that era…”
Lin Qiye frowned. “What file?”
An Qingyu gave a brief summary. Lin Qiye instantly connected it to the images he’d seen on the coffin lid. Without a doubt, the girl before them was the immortal described in the file.
“Is that… your story?” he asked, turning to Jialan.
She pressed her lips together and nodded.
Lin Qiye opened his mouth to speak—then a series of thunderclaps echoed from outside the hall!
The imperial robe on the divine throne suddenly stirred, as if sensing something. It shot into the air like lightning, burst through the palace doors, and vanished.