Su Ran knew that his rash action this time had dealt a heavy blow to Han Siying; otherwise, she wouldn’t have become so discomposed, her hatred for him nearly taking physical form. Moreover, perhaps because of the dirty ink, for someone with a penchant for cleanliness, this was even more unbearable than killing her.

"Whether the Ghost Clan spares me or not is not the issue, today you will undoubtedly die!"

Su Ran had already developed a murderous intent. Since he could not escape, he decided to kill Han Siying first! Taking advantage of Han Siying’s absolute disadvantage, how could he pass up this rare opportunity? He mercilessly attacked her, consecutively firing several ice arrows.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

The ice arrows mercilessly shot towards Han Siying. The consecutive whooshing sounds even suppressed the trembling of the ground, incredibly sharp.

Seeing the incoming ice arrows, Han Siying’s breathing stalled, she rolled awkwardly to one side barely dodging the ice arrows’ assault. The unstable ground made her dizzy.

Seizing the moment, Su Ran once again gathered an ice arrow, shooting it towards Han Siying’s right shoulder.

"Bastard, how cruel-hearted you are!"

When had Han Siying ever suffered such maltreatment? Whether in reality or in games, with her charming beauty, treated like a pearl in the palm, it was too late even to feel distressed, who would bear to lay a hand on her?

Unexpectedly, the man before her, named Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, was a true exception. Not only did he ruin her mission, but he also harbored murderous intent without a shred of mercy, which she found utterly unacceptable!

"Bang!"

Han Siying couldn’t dodge and had to endure the impact of the ice arrow. A streak of blood blossomed on her right shoulder, the blood flowing down her arm onto the ground, extremely pitiful.

"Damn Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, I will not spare you!"

Han Siying, enduring the pain, furiously rebuked, using the Melting Flame Giant Sword in her hand to support herself on the ground, and fiercely leaped up, executing a Jump Cut towards Su Ran suspended in the air.

Unfortunately.

Because the trembling of the ground was too severe, it caused Han Siying to greatly miss her mark. Her Jump Cut was far from Su Ran’s position, so much so that Su Ran didn’t even need to dodge. He continued firing ice arrows, torturing Han Siying bit by bit, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Gurgle."

Because they were so intensely focused on the combat, neither Su Ran nor Han Siying noticed that the blood flowing to the ground mixed with the black liquid, heading towards where the Crystal Coffin had been placed. Upon reaching its destination, it seeped into the ground, and gradually, the trembling of the ground began to weaken, and before Su Ran could finish off Han Siying, the ground had calmed down.

"Strange, why did the earthquake stop?"

Without the disturbances of the earthquake, Su Ran felt much more at ease inside. The crisis of a potential spatial collapse he had been worried about was finally over, but he did not let up in his resolve to kill Han Siying, with the frequency of his attacks increasing, relentlessly pressing on.

At that moment, Han Siying’s ability to dodge instantly improved significantly. While dodging the continuous shooting of Su Ran’s ice arrows, she swung the Melting Flame Giant Sword in her hand, hoping to trigger the long-range attack skill, Fiery Flame Sword Qi.

Unfortunately, today the goddess of luck was not on Han Siying’s side. After consecutive swings, not a single Fiery Flame Sword Qi appeared, which left her extremely frustrated and bitterly resentful.

In Han Siying’s view, as long as she could bring down this Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, she would rule the ground, and then turning the tables would be extremely easy!

However.

While Han Siying was dodging Su Ran’s ice arrow attacks, she accidentally stepped on the location of the Crystal Coffin, causing much of the black liquid under her feet to splash up.

At that moment, an abrupt change occurred.

"Huh?"

From midair, Su Ran could see clearly. Under Han Siying’s feet, it was as if she were stuck to super glue; no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t free herself. Moreover, the ground began to sink. Han Siying’s face was struck with terror, and as she hacked at the ground with her Melting Flame Giant Sword, it was utterly useless. She could only watch herself slowly sinking into the ground, a sensation like waiting for death which was enough to make her unravel.

Tsk, tsk, this Han seems about to be out of luck, probably going to fall prey to this trap.

Su Ran found that no matter how he attacked Han Siying, he couldn’t inflict any additional harm, so he simply stopped and focussed on watching the excitement unfold.

Han Siying, as if having drained all her energy, resigned herself to no longer struggle. She even stowed away her Lava Greatsword and let herself sink slowly, silently staring intently at Su Ran in the air, her gaze filled with unhidden murderous intent.

Damn, lucky for her she’s in a game. If it were real life, this way of dying would definitely turn her into a vengeful spirit. It’s so chilling, it could wake you from a nightmare!

Su Ran looked at this disheveled woman, subconsciously unwilling to confront the murderous intent radiating deep from her bones, feeling as if he was in a horror movie, chilling to the core.

"Snap!"

Fortunately, this scene didn’t last long as the ground cracked open, pulling Han Siying into it and out of Su Ran’s sight.

"Phew, it’s finally over."

Su Ran let out a sigh of relief, his instinct telling him that this woman was very dangerous and she would definitely seek revenge later. He could not underestimate her!

"Weird, why isn’t there any movement?"

After about ten minutes of waiting, Su Ran noticed no changes in the crack. Could it be that this was just a trap, with no other significance?

Running out of patience, Su Ran began looking for other escape routes. Despite trying every tool including a hoe, he found nothing useful and had to abandon this impractical idea.

"The key lies in this crack."

After a moment of contemplation, Su Ran’s doubtful gaze settled on the crack. He summoned his Dark Bone Lion and used it to probe the crack to ascertain just how terrifying the presence within it was.

After the Dark Bone Lion landed, Su Ran directed it to get a bit of the dark fluid to test its potency, but unexpectedly found that it had no effect whatsoever on the undead.

"Crap, thought it was some deadly toxin, worried for nothing!"

Su Ran jumped down from midair, pulled out the Ancient Relic, and directly contacted it with the liquid.

However.

To Su Ran’s disappointment, the dark liquid was not a toxin, and the Ancient Relic could not absorb it. With no other option, Su Ran retracted the relic, took a few steps back, and controlled the Dark Bone Lion to charge directly into the crack.

"Thud."

After the Dark Bone Lion jumped into the crack, Su Ran shifted his focus to his clone and was shocked by the scene that unfolded.

Barely far from him lay Han Siying’s corpse, firmly adhered to the ground, her blood entirely drained from her body and continuously seeping downward, staining the ground blood-red.

Seeing this eerie scene, Su Ran couldn’t help but inhale sharply.