This blow came as swiftly as a howling wind and driving rain, and with blinding speed. Mo Xian felt as though flying sand and rolling stones were sweeping toward her, charged with a formidable, overwhelming force against which she had no defense at all.
Good heavens, Mo Xian was indeed trying to buy time, but there were no accomplices whatsoever!
I'm afraid I won't survive this hurdle! Mo Xian thought to herself. The disparity in strength is simply too vast.
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