In that narrow, gloomy alley that seemed as bottomless as the Abyss, Fangsheng moved like a ghost, having already donned thick, ink-black armor. Yet even clad in heavy armor, he moved through the confined space with a speed and agility far beyond ordinary mortals, darting and shifting with effortless grace.
In the blink of an eye, he left behind a blur of indistinct afterimages among the alleyways, his pitch-black figure seeming to merge completely with the darkness—a truly breathtaking sight.
Fangsheng took a deep breath and leaped forward once more, effortlessly clearing a high wall. Despite the heavy armor he wore, it did not hinder his flexibility in the least. Relying on the transcendent mastery over his own physical form, he maintained a blistering speed before landing with absolute stability.
Chapter 323