Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1365: The Blade That Devours Night

If they died, so be it—there was nothing to be done.

Amalia felt no need to hold back just because some humans had been caught in the aftermath.

The devil prodigy in front of her was giving her real pressure—there was no room for hesitation.

White blade light clashed with black trident light in the air.

For a moment, the world turned to only two colors—black and white.

They exchanged blow after blow, and for the time being, neither of them could gain the upper hand.

The humans of the Five Veins Tribe were stunned.

They had prepared themselves for Amalia’s swift defeat.

What they hadn’t expected was that she could actually go head-to-head with a devil clan’s top-tier prodigy.

While the humans were surprised, the devil clan was downright shocked.

Kishi hadn’t managed to take down this human cultivator in a single move.

Aside from other top-tier cultivators, no one had ever endured Kishi’s attacks this long.

Kishi’s expression darkened with each passing second. "So... ordinary attacks don’t work on you after all. You really are—"

"What? A little different?" Amalia smirked as she spoke, sensing her strength steadily growing.

The benefits of her rising cultivation meant her spiritual power was regenerating faster than normal—a fact her opponent probably hadn’t realized.

As she finished, her blade surged with explosive force, faster than Kishi’s trident.

Her energy shot straight into the sky, making even the sky dim.

Kishi’s face changed.

That slash—it actually made him feel a terrifying sense of danger.

Yes, he was being threatened by a human whose cultivation was lower than his.

If someone had told him that yesterday, he’d have laughed in their face.

And yet today, countless people were watching it unfold.

The battlefield that was once filled with blood-crazed combatants, began to quiet.

Their movements slowed down as more and more people turned around to witness the clash, their eyes filled with shock.

Geumho Seungjae or Niya—looked livid.

At last, he understood: he’d likely just escaped death by a hair.

If Kishi hadn’t shown up, he would’ve died to this woman’s blade.

"Elder Yeom, Miss Amali’s strength... she’s no ordinary body Integration stage cultivator. Her aura... it just keeps getting stronger," Yeom Hwaun sensed something was off.

"You’re not wrong," Elder eom Hwaryeon replied, his tone complex. "She gives off the feeling of growing stronger with every moment. She might not be just some ordinary human prodigy... but why she’s here remains a mystery."

Yeom Hwaun’s expression grew complicated. "Elder Yeom... isn’t she here for the Five Elemental Pearl?"

"She seems like she is... but also not," eom Hwaryeon said, his doubts deepening. "From the way she acted at the start, it didn’t look like she even knew the pearl existed."

"That’s part of what makes me suspicious."

"Chief," Yeom Hwaryeon added, "be extra careful from this point forward. The outcome of today’s battle... may rest entirely on those two."

Yeom Hwaun nodded solemnly. "Understood, Elder. I’ll be careful."

Then he secretly instructed the members of the Firevein Tribe to be cautious, telling them to slowly retreat and avoid getting drawn into the battlefield.

Yeom Hwaryeon gave a subtle nod.

His young Chief was growing more mature.

He believed the previous leader’s spirit in the heavens could now rest in peace.

"I admit, your strength is indeed not bad. If you were facing some other devils prodigy, you might have had a chance of winning. But now, against me, you’re still lacking a bit!"

The dark trident in Kishi’s hand let out a shrill hum.

With a roar, he launched three sharp black beams from it.

The beams stretched a hundred meters long and instantly turned the entire sky in darkness.

Amalia looked up at the sky and swung her long blade, sending a blazing arc upward that tore a gash through the black sky.

"Heaven’s Cataclysmic Blade!"

She roared in her heart.

The tyrannical strike shredded everything in its path, as if it devoured the night itself, revealing once more the blue skies and daylight beyond.

The golden light returned to the earth.

The blade’s momentum didn’t weaken; it continued slashing toward Kishi.

He quickly tried to block it, but a splash of azure blood erupted, and the mountains behind him were flattened into wasteland.

When the smoke cleared, only Kishi’s battered figure remained amid the ruins—he had actually lost his right arm.

This scene stunned everyone, especially those from the devils.

They had never imagined that Kishi could lose.

"That technique!" Kishi stared at Amalia, his face as dark as ink.

Just moments ago, she was clearly only at the middle stage of Body Integration, yet after that one strike, she had suddenly advanced to the late stage of the Body Integration.

It was simply unheard of.

"Young Master..." one of his subordinates looked at his arms, his pale turned faced.

"It’s just an arm," Kishi said nonchalantly.

The moment the domineering energy from her blade invaded his arm, he had already sensed its destructive force.

So he had decisively severed it himself.

What truly concerned him was Amalia’s strength—and her identity.

She seemed to grow stronger with every fight.

"A prodigy with blade, that tyrannical energy..."

Kishi’s mind quickly cycled through various possibilities.

Eventually, his eyes lit up with a sharp gleam.

"Impossible. You can’t be her!"

"Young master, who are you talking about?" his subordinate immediately asked.

Kishi slowly spat out two words, "Tian Wuya!"

If he were truly facing Tian Wuya, he wouldn’t still be standing here—he’d have been killed already.

"You’re not Tian Wuya, but your blade technique is very similar to her!"

Amalia met his eyes coldly. "Have you seen Tian Wuya’s blade technique?"

"I saw it once, from afar," Kishi locked his gaze on her. "Your blade isn’t as powerful as her, but the aura... it’s uncanny. What’s your relationship with Tian Wuya?"

At that moment, someone cried out in shock.

It came from the human side—everyone turned to see that it was Yeom Hwaun.

"Could you be Tian Wuya’s disciple? The one who supposedly disappeared in the battle at Copperstone Region?"