I am a female swordsman.

The powerful reaction force sent a shock to Huang Quan's brain, making her ears ring and her vision spin, but her heart skipped a beat. She missed her bite; a large hand gripped her jaw like an iron clamp. Then the hand on Huang Quan's neck tightened its grip, ignoring her struggles and tearing. The air around her decreased, and her kicking movements grew weaker and weaker.

And so, Huang Quan's consciousness gradually faded into darkness.

The familiar darkness.

A faint, ethereal blue light emanated from afar, and Huang Quan couldn't help but feel a dreamlike illusion. He felt as if he had been here before, more than once. But Huang Quan couldn't recall when he had been here; everything seemed so distant.

'who I am?'

Unconsciously, Huang Quan, in the pitch-black space, uttered this somewhat strange question. Who exactly is she? A pauper of the Delos Empire? Or something else entirely?

Chapter 131 A Slight Return

Wake up...

From some distant place, an uneasy urging seemed to be coming. In her dazed state, Huang Quan seemed to hear a familiar, anxious voice, but she couldn't quite place it.

Wake up! It'll be too late otherwise!

Huang Quan suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if something was about to burst out of her brain! Just before those things were about to explode her head, an unprecedented chill swept over her body, instantly pulling Huang Quan back to reality from her unconscious state!

Weak and powerless.

Trembling, fearful.

She was now in a room that clearly resembled a prison cell. By the light streaming in from the torches lit outside, Huang Quan saw the shadow sitting quietly in front of her. Just now, it was he who had forcibly awakened her from her unconsciousness with icy cold water.

The night was quite cold at this time of year, and with someone having poured a bucket of ice water on him, Huang Quan's body was trembling slightly.

It was hard to tell whether it was fear or some other emotion, but it was surging out with her breaths.

"You...you want to...kill me...?"

Speechless and incoherent, Huang Quan weakly gazed at the seated shadow. From any angle, she was in grave danger; whether she would see the sunrise tomorrow largely depended on the mood of the man before her. This infamous man, who could silence a child's nighttime crying in the slums.

"Kill? People have misunderstood me. I was just helping women discover their own beauty." A bright, sharp light flashed in the jackal's hand; it was the dagger that had pierced Huang Quan's palm earlier.

"...Please let me go, I beg you."

Huang Quan tried to break free of his hands, but this pervert, who was obsessed with torture, was extremely experienced, and the binding techniques were far beyond what an ordinary person like Huang Quan could resist.

"It's impossible to let you go. You've offended the noble lord, and he'll see your corpse being eaten by his hunting dogs when the sun rises tomorrow." Picking at his nails with a dagger, the jackal watched with interest as the faint flame that rose in Huang Quan's eyes was extinguished in an instant.

Playing with a lifeless lump of flesh didn't suit his tastes. He enjoyed hearing women scream; the more agonizing the screams and the more stimulating the images, the more pleasure he derived. He believed that torture was the way to showcase a woman's allure, but unfortunately, there were very few women in the world who understood him.

"Alright, time is precious, let's not waste this sweet time together~~" Clapping his hands, the jackal pulled out a hidden wall from the side wall.

A whole row of torture instruments was displayed brightly on top!

The weapons were gleaming, unstained by a single drop of blood, and included all sorts of knives, axes, saws, and other items that Huang Quan couldn't even name. Just their sheer presence exerted immense pressure on Huang Quan; his pupils contracted, his breathing became rapid, and cold sweat poured from his body. A chill, even colder than before, shot from his feet to the top of his head!

"Which one should I use to make you more beautiful, instead of the rough, ordinary makeup you have now? ... Ah, I've got it, I'll use this one!"

He deftly removed a large cleaver.

The jackal's gaze toward Huang Quan gradually turned dangerous, as if a demon had finally torn off the human skin it was wearing, and was beginning to unleash its ugly and twisted inner self!

it's over...

Her mind went blank, and Huang Quan instinctively opened her mouth to scream, but for some reason, no sound came out. Her body trembled, dominated by fear. She wanted to cry, to scream, but something was holding her back, supporting her as she faced the impending hell.

While she faced her fear.

Distant, dreamlike fragments began to surface in her mind: a scene of a valiant silver-haired woman wielding a sword and fighting a man-eating monster. Fragmented and extremely distant, yet so captivating, Huang Quan's thoughts began to become disordered and fragmented.

She couldn't tell whether her hallucinations were due to fear or whether the fragmented memories were real.

The sound of the large cleaver cutting into flesh and bone was exceptionally crisp!

Like a butcher at the market, cleanly and decisively chopping meat into bone. Staring blankly at this scene, Huang Quan's mind seemed to have been completely freed from all constraints, fragmented images beginning to piece together. The despair of this moment overlapped with a certain scene.

"Ghoul, I'm an investigator..."

It was still that same frail body, but the things inside it seemed to have changed, as if they were being controlled by something.

The jackal, not receiving the expected mournful howl, looked puzzled. He instinctively lowered his head and saw a pair of dull, dark red eyes scrutinizing him as if he were a dead man. Huang Quan, whose wrists had somehow slipped free from their restraints like a snake, deftly removed the dagger from his waist.

The silver light that shimmered in his eyes became the final sight of the jackal's life.

"I am, Huang Quan..."

"Contractor, you have finally awakened." Tamos's deep and powerful voice came from a distant shore. If Huang Quan had not been able to reclaim her existence, he would never have been able to contact her.

"you are?"

In fact, he hadn't fully regained his existence; Huang Quan's state remained chaotic. The attack from [ ] was simply unbelievable, directly knocking Huang Quan, this dreamlike celestial being, into some distant timeline. Huang Quan didn't even have the power to retaliate; he could only passively endure this incomprehensible attack.

'His attacks are very short, Contractor. We've been buying you time. Don't get lost in this false self... Remember, you must come back...' Tamos's voice gradually faded until it disappeared completely, but some things remained firmly in her heart.

"I am Huang Quan!"

Her frail body underwent a dramatic transformation in the blink of an eye. Beautiful, flowing silver hair danced in the wind, and a soaring, unrestrained sword aura, like a tornado, propelled her step by step toward the pinnacle of this world! She would gradually solidify her position within time and space, using this as a foundation to return to her original self! Even if [something] inflicted a devastating attack upon her, Huang Quan was determined to climb back step by step from countless timelines!

Unrestrained, surging sword energy pierced through heaven and earth!

"Space-time, shattered!!"

Many extraordinary individuals from the Delos Empire attempted to stop this catastrophic phenomenon. However, facing this awakened being, more terrifying than any creation myth, severing spacetime was merely a matter of a thought. No extraordinary individual dared to confront her directly. With the demonic sword as its bone and spacetime as its body, the name of the [Sword Sect] resounded throughout the world!

Chapter 132 Changes

The reason I haven't been able to fully rediscover my true self is because the setbacks have been ongoing.

Time is like a tree that branches out endlessly, stretching from the initial point to infinity, each branch possessing infinite possibilities. Theoretically, even if Huang Quan, who has already begun to explore dimensions, experiences a shift in his own timeline, he should still retain his memories and power.

But an attack from [ ] would not be a simple timeline change.

The shifts in the Yellow Springs timeline have affected all the worlds she has experienced and all the timelines she might be involved in. This consistent blow has directly dethroned her from her pedestal; her past is constantly being altered, with chaotic remnants being continuously crammed into the pure and clear existence of the Yellow Springs.

If this continues, one day Huang Quan will be completely lost in the endless changes of timelines.

In that case, she would never be able to return to her own timeline.

From an ordinary commoner in the slums to a Sword Master wielding a blade and standing proudly between heaven and earth, the difference in status is so vast that it's a chasm that most people can never cross in their entire lives. Lost in endless timelines, who can guarantee that they can remain steadfast in every timeline and ultimately find their lost true self?

A timeline is a test of no return!

One failure can lead to utter ruin!

On the continent of Arad, the Sword Sect of the Delos Empire emerged. With an air of seeking enlightenment, it challenged many awakened powerhouses of the Delos Empire, single-handedly forcing the vast martial arts empire into a situation where no one dared to accept its challenge. Afterwards, Huang Quan of the Sword Sect traveled alone north to the Tower of Death to fulfill his old promise.

[Sword Sect] Huang Quan gazed at the majestic divine realm, took a deep breath, and bravely stepped into it!

The karma between Liang Yue, who inherited the divine sword, and Sordros in the past must now be repaid.

The changes in the timeline are not limited to the Arad continent.

In the world of ghouls, Yomi encounters ghouls for the first time and draws his sword to fight!

Struck by the ghoul's attack, the silver-haired girl, bent over and sent flying, coughed up a mouthful of blood. Her sword fell limply to the ground, the light in her crimson eyes gradually dimmed, and her consciousness sank into darkness. Death seemed so distant; darkness, along with despair, enveloped her in her despondency.

'Am I going to die? ...I'm so unwilling to accept this. The first world is ending like this...'

'As expected, I'm not the main character. All my hard work only resulted in failure. I'm so jealous of those incredibly lucky transmigrators. This world is so unfair.'

'This is life in the underworld...'

The sword was broken by the ghouls' violence, and the dead were devoured beyond recognition.

The person lying in the pool of blood was less a human and more a bloodied mass of flesh being gnawed at. The ghoul's teeth continued to tear chunks of succulent flesh from the corpse. This was the first time he had been forced to such a state by a human, especially a non-White Dove human!

He not only wants to devour this woman, but also wants to take one of her organs back as a trophy!

Thinking about it this way...

"It hurts so much."

The man who should have been dead raised his hand and pressed down on the head of the ghoul with an exaggerated grip that was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, causing him to scream in agony on the spot. The queen, who was slowly crawling up from the pool of blood, seemed to be somewhat confused. She glanced at her wretched body and then at the man-eating monster whose skull she had violently dug her five fingers into.

She couldn't help but lick her red lips, her eyes revealing a deep, primal desire as she looked at the ghoul.

"【Demon Contractor】, huh? Interesting."

Following her own desires, the arrogant and mad Blood Queen embraced the ghoul with a kagune as if it were her lover's head, opening her mouth wide to bite at him; she was a little hungry now.

When Amon Kotaro rushed over, he witnessed an unimaginable scene.

"Miss Huang Quan...you!"

The sight he witnessed was Huang Quan devouring a ghoul! The once aloof and quiet Huang Quan was now like a wild beast, radiating a terrifying and demonic aura, with a touch of cruel and eerie beauty! She was even more frightening than the ghouls themselves, as if countless eyes were rushing out from within the blood!

"Are you a ghoul too?!" With a flick of his suitcase, Amon materialized his Quinque and was now trembling slightly.

"Ah, it's Amon. How is the teacher..." Huang Quan, whose brain was still processing the chaotic memories, turned her head and gave Amon a beautiful smile.

Of course, to Amon, this blood-stained smile was nothing short of ferocious.

"Ok?"

"Didn't you protect the teacher? I clearly paid such a high price to save the teacher." As if angry, Huang Quan threw down the extremely gruesome ghoul corpse in his hand and walked towards Amon.

"Don't come any closer, you monster!"

Sensing a strong threat, Amon swung his Quinque, unleashing a powerful gust of wind that slammed into the unsuspecting Yomi. Perhaps not expecting Amon to attack her, Yomi stopped in her tracks as the heavy weapon struck her squarely.

A hint of hurt and desolation flickered in Huang Quan's crimson eyes.

At this point, the chaos caused by her timeline jump was slowly returning to normal. Although she understood that it was normal for her to be attacked by Amon, she couldn't deny the feeling in her heart.

“That’s right, I am a monster. Thank you for reminding me, Amen.”

'Hehehe! Foolish woman, are you finally going to cause a ruckus this time?' Puno's voice echoed from its will. It loved its contractor at this moment, acting recklessly and without restraint! Humans? Emotions? Only power endures in this world!

Reaching out, Huang Quan brushed aside Yamen's weapon and walked past him toward the outside.

With each step she took, the stench of blood emanating from her intensified, as if an invisible sea of ​​blood flowed continuously from her delicate body as the seal was broken.

"Ghouls, humans, I will create a clean world. Those who stand in my way, die!"

[Sword Demon] Huang Quan.

On that day, Tokyo, the capital, was suspected to have been attacked by ghouls. Eyewitnesses claimed to have seen the figure of a red dragon and heard a woman's maniacal laughter. Subsequently, US forces stationed in Guam were also attacked by unidentified forces, coinciding with the complete annihilation of the Third Fleet patrolling the Pacific Ocean.

The whole world was in an uproar!