A shadowy figure silently emerged from the shadow beneath Wang Zhifan's feet, transforming into a slender silhouette standing behind him. Then, the upper part of this shadow swiftly split into two sharp claws, clawing at his neck with lightning speed!
Strangely, however, Wang Zhifan, with his keen perception, seemed unaware of the eerie shadow behind him. His expression was very calm; not only did he not turn around to counterattack, but he also made no evasive moves, standing there as if allowing the attacker's sharp claws to strike him.
In the blink of an eye, the two shadowy claws of the enemy precisely targeted Wang Zhifan's throat, but in the next moment, their attack suddenly stalled. Simultaneously, a tangible vibration and destruction occurred at the sharp claws, then the whole figure vanished into thin air.
"As expected, it's a weakling, can't break through my Force Field Defense at all... But I'll need to find its source."
