Inside the private room, the maid lunged forward with her sword once more.
Jiang Runyue, her hair dyed a striking purple, watched her with absolute calm. The very instant the immortal sword thrust toward her, she transformed her hand into a finger, its tip crackling with purple lightning, and pressed it directly against the tip of the blade.
Arcs of electricity coursed backward up the sword. The assassin seemed entirely oblivious, letting her right hand rapidly blacken while she frantically drove her True Essence, stubbornly refusing to yield.
Chapter 175