The name "Cui Zhen" had just landed.
The delicate Great Demon immediately launched an attack, darting forward like an arrow, his body pressed low, almost flush with the ground.
"?!"
Xie Xuanyi's Heart Lake suddenly surged with intense unease.
He frowned and flicked his sleeve, two fingers together within.
A thick Sword Qi appeared out of thin air and chopped down, enveloping an area several feet ahead. This strike was incredibly precise—if Cui Zhen was intent on seizing the attack, he would likely be intercepted by the Sword Qi at the waist. But this reincarnated Great Demon's movements were remarkably eerie, as though he anticipated this strike, dashing straight forward for several dozen feet and suddenly changing direction.
Boom, boom, boom!
The ground of Desolate Ridge kept erupting with explosive sounds.
