The starry silver discipline ruler swept across the burning wreckage of the Millstone Lane storehouse, creating a blinding wall of spatial force that cleaved through flaming timber and shattered stone alike.
Ye Chen threw his weight backward, the razor edge of Bai's silver blade-wave missing his iron demon mask by a fraction of an inch, shearing a lock of hair from his temple before obliterating a row of brick drying ovens behind him.
Before Ye Chen’s boots could even settle onto the scorched cobblestones, a sharp whistle pierced the roar of the fire.
The two surviving Black Lotus assassins, desperate to eliminate all witnesses to their botched m******e, lunged from the shadows with jagged bone sickles coated in dark venom. One killer aimed directly for Ye Chen's exposed throat, while t
