Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 556 – Who Exactly Are You?

The Death Rule suddenly spread out.

Grayish-black mist extended from beneath Lin Fan’s feet with incredible speed, covering the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye.

Five giant dragons let out agonized roars simultaneously.

Long Ye’s dark-gold scales began peeling off one by one, revealing the gray, decaying flesh beneath.

Long Jingtian’s wings froze mid-air, gray-black patterns crawling across the wing membranes like veins on withered leaves.

Long Junshan tried to activate his Domain to resist, but the golden light was swallowed by Death Qi the moment it flared, not even a splash left behind.

Long Teng suffered the worst.

He was closest to Lin Fan, and the Death Rule was practically gnawing against his scales.

His massive draconic body plummeted straight from the sky, crashing into the ruins and caving a crater over a dozen meters deep into the ground.

“Cough…”

Long Teng reverted to human form, kneeling half-crouched at the bottom of the pit, black blood smeared across the corners of his mouth.

Lin Fan stood where he was, not even raising a hand.

Half-step Level 10 Death Rule against Rank 8—this was a dimensional strike.

No technique needed, no strategy required. This was absolute suppression by level.

“Dragon Emperor!”

Long Zhan’s voice came from high above, filled with despair.

“Ancestors! If you don’t act now, the Elder Council will be wiped out!”

No one answered him.

The even more terrifying presence deep within the Rift was still brewing, yet to fully descend.

Lin Fan looked up and glanced toward the direction of the Rift.

“It doesn’t matter who you call.”

His voice was calm, utterly unlike someone slaughtering five Rank 8 powerhouses.

“Three hundred years ago, I failed to wipe you all out because I wasn’t strong enough.”

He took a step forward.

The Death Rule intensified with his movement. Long Ye’s roars ceased abruptly as his entire body began turning to ash from the tip of his tail forward.

“Now I am.”

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Three hundred meters away, Lin Li crouched beside a fallen street sign, chin resting on her hands as she watched the distant battlefield.

The grayish-black mist parted automatically when it reached her vicinity.

“So impressive.”

She muttered softly to herself.

And then…

The world stopped.

The wind stopped.

Floating debris hung motionless in the air.

In the distance, Long Ye’s body, mid-petrification, froze in place—even the ash itself solidified.

Lin Fan’s raised foot halted an inch from the ground, his entire body as if pressed on a pause button.

All sound vanished.

Time itself had been frozen.

Lin Li blinked.

She stood up and brushed the dust off her skirt.

Looking around, the entire world had become a still painting.

“Huh?”

She reached out and poked at a speck of dust floating beside her. The dust didn’t budge.

But she could move.

Her hands could move, her feet could move, even her hair was still being gently stirred by a breeze that didn’t exist.

From the direction of the distant Rift, three figures were walking slowly toward her.

Leading them was a white-haired little girl.

She looked no older than twelve or thirteen.

A cascade of silver-white hair flowed down her back, and she wore a dark-gold gown embroidered with dragon patterns.

Her eyes were a dazzling gold, with vertical pupils that held an ageless wisdom and sorrow beyond her years.

Behind her on the left stood a middle-aged man, shrouded in dark-gold Dragon Qi, his presence as deep and vast as an abyss.

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The Dragon Emperor.

On the right was a black-haired man with dragon horns, his features unremarkable, yet the aura of Death Rule swirled around him.

Long Hao.

Long Xi.

She walked to the edge of the battlefield and looked at the several Dragon Clan elders who were frozen in their death throes, enveloped by the Death Rule.

A flicker of reluctance crossed the little girl’s face.

“I’m sorry.”

Her voice was young and tender, yet carried a weariness that did not belong to her age.

“Invading this place was wrong of us, but I cannot stand by and watch my kin die here.”

She raised her small hand, preparing to bring the elders on the battlefield back with her.

Then she felt something.

A gaze.

Long Xi whipped her head around.

Three hundred meters away, the white-haired human woman stood beside the road sign, tilting her head to look at her.

She was not frozen.

Within her Time Rule, she stood freely and at ease, as if taking a stroll through her own backyard.

Long Xi’s hand froze mid-air.

“You…”

Her golden eyes went wide in an instant.

This was impossible.

Her Time Rule was an innate ability awakened from the depths of her bloodline.

On the entire Dragon Spirit Continent, no living being other than herself could move within her time freeze.

Even the Dragon Emperor, even her younger brother Long Hao, were all frozen in place at this very moment.

But this woman…

Lin Li walked toward her.

Barefoot, her white hair trailing behind her in a long silver-white streak.

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Each step was light, as if afraid of waking someone.

“Are you called Long Xi?”

Long Xi’s entire body tensed.

“How do you know my name?”

Lin Li stopped, tilting her head in thought.

Her expression was serious, as if trying to recall something distant.

“I don’t know.”

She shook her head honestly.

“But when I saw you, the name just popped into my head.”

Long Xi took a step back.

Her instincts were screaming warnings at her.

This white-haired woman before her, who appeared completely harmless, was far more dangerous than anything she had ever known.

“Who exactly are you…”

Before she could finish.

Lin Li raised her right hand.

She herself did not know why she raised it.

The motion was natural—her body remembered, but her mind had forgotten.

A force surged from within her.

No warning, no fluctuation of Spirit Energy, no release of Mental Strength.

But Long Xi’s Time Rule Domain shattered.

Cracks spread from where Lin Li stood in every direction, and the time freeze covering the entire battlefield collapsed instantly.

Then…

A new Domain unfolded.

With Lin Li at its center, ripples spread outward.

The range of this Domain was several times that of Long Xi’s, covering the entire battlefield, covering the Rift, covering the Dragon Emperor and Long Hao who were descending through it.

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Time stopped once more.

But this time, the ones frozen included the Dragon Emperor and Long Hao.

In the entire world, only two beings remained capable of movement.

Lin Li, and Long Xi.

Long Xi’s expression changed.

It was a fear that seeped from the very marrow of her bones.

She had lived for over three hundred years and had never seen any creature break her Time Rule.

Nor had she ever seen anyone release a Time Domain more powerful and more complete than hers in return.

“This is impossible…”

Long Xi’s voice trembled.

“The Time Rule is a talent unique to the ancestral bloodline of my Dragon Clan… and you’re a human…”

She looked at Lin Li’s iridescent eyes, at the white hair that hung to her ankles, at that face so beautiful it seemed unreal.

Suddenly, a ridiculous possibility crossed Long Xi’s mind.

“Who are you, really?”

Long Xi’s voice was barely a whisper, as if she were asking herself.

“Why… do you also possess the Time Rule?”

Lin Li did not answer.

She looked down at her right hand, where the lingering warmth of the power that had just flowed through her still remained.

Her head began to ache again.

This time it didn’t hurt, but she felt something rising from a place deep, deep within.

There was a box in her mind—she hadn’t opened it yet, but she could already hear the stirrings inside.

Lin Li lifted her head and looked at Long Xi’s youthful face.

“I don’t remember who I am.”

Her tone was calm.

“But my body remembers you.”