Chapter 2174 The Fourth Whip—Life Without Regret
- The black whip spun faster and faster, like a chain forged from the essence of a dark star.
- Its length was stained with blood and infused with internal strength, gradually transforming into what resembled blood-black lightning, slashing through the air with a chilling hiss.
- Scarlet's gaze was resolute, her face emotionless, like a statue carved from stone.