Elder Shadow launched a sudden and vicious sneak attack. The thick, ink-like black vapor, carrying a nauseating aura of decay like a venomous snake poised to strike, lunged straight for Lin Xinghe’s glabella.
Lin Xinghe’s reaction was already unimaginably swift. A swordsman's instinctive warning of danger saved her life at the very last fraction of a second.
She abruptly leaped backward, her figure fluttering like a willow catkin, dodging the direct impact by a hair's breadth.
Chapter 128