Qiqin’s body was destroyed repeatedly, fragments of flesh and energy flying through the air, but just as quickly, he regenerated fully. His body healed as though he’d never been wounded. With ferocity, Yarantha lunged forward, her fists striking Qiqin’s face over and over, while Yolaqen slashed his sword directly into their enemy’s body. Qiqin’s head and torso were split in two—yet again, he recovered instantly.

  Furious, Qiqin fired deadly beams (Rinne ?400 - reincarnation) in two directions—one toward Yarantha on the right, and another toward Yolaqen on the left.

  They held their ground using Ugora ?400 (defense), gripping their resolve tightly even as their bodies trembled under the immense force.

  Suddenly, Qiqin darted forward and struck Yarantha hard in the stomach, forcing her back. But Yarantha didn’t back down—she retaliated with a full-force punch to Qiqin’s abdomen. As Yolaqen moved in to assist, Qiqin launched a powerful kick that nearly sent him flying. Yolaqen quickly caught Qiqin’s leg, trying to hold off the blow.

  Within seconds, Qiqin grabbed both Yarantha and Yolaqen by the neck, dark aura vibrating violently around him. He channeled deadly energy through both hands, choking them tighter. Yolaqen and Yarantha gritted their teeth, their auras flaring violently, and with an ear-splitting blast of energy, they broke free from Qiqin’s grasp and retreated to regroup.

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  Wasting no time, they launched their final assault with what strength remained. Yolaqen summoned wave after wave of towers that pierced through Qiqin (Towa ?400), while Yarantha continuously fired spheres of flame, water, wind, light, gravity, and lightning in an all-out bombardment. Qiqin’s body was shattered again and again—yet his regeneration remained unstoppable.

  Suddenly, from behind them, Eryndra slowly rose. Her eyes, once dim, now burned with renewed power. With a firm motion, she gathered dark energy mixed with light into her hands—a reincarnation technique. Without hesitation, she launched the massive blast straight at Qiqin.

  A colossal explosion echoed, light and aura violently colliding. When the dust and smoke cleared, Qiqin had completely vanished—no trace left, except for a newly sprouted Camellia sinensis tree in his place, symbolizing eternal reincarnation.

  The sun slowly rose on the eastern horizon, its warm rays sweeping over the now-silent battlefield. Yolaqen, Yarantha, and Eryndra looked up at the morning sky, taking a long, deep breath. The sense of relief and freedom they had long yearned for had finally arrived.

  They shared a small laugh, releasing all the exhaustion and burdens they had carried. Eryndra walked over to Gan, who still lay unconscious, and gently cradled him, ensuring he rested peacefully under the morning sun’s gentle light.

  A new day had come—without threats, without shadows. Their world was truly free at last.