The speed of the dark figure was astonishingly fast, ghostly, and in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Ye Shuli.
He stretched out his withered hand, his fingers like hooks, aiming straight for the Artifact Fragment in Ye Shuli's hand.
"In your dreams!" Jiang Ye roared, stepping in front of Ye Shuli, his palms moving as Spiritual Energy surged to form a barrier.
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