The azure blade wave tore through the wooden floorboards, gouging a path of splinters as it slammed directly into Ye Chen’s chest.
Captain Mo grinned behind his silver mask, waiting for the wet sound of torn flesh and the spray of severed organs.
The roaring crescent of Spirit Condensation energy passed through Ye Chen’s torso as if slicing through gray mist. The azure light severed the heavy wooden pillars behind him, blew the rear wall of the warehouse out into the alleyway, and scattered rows of empty storage crates into kindling, yet the intruder remained standing without a single scratch on his tattered gray robes.
The smile on Captain Mo’s lips died as the air turned freezing cold.
Before the lead guard could pull his saber back into a defensive guard, the shadow beneath his boot
