Lin Xuan pursued the Tyrannosaurus Spear deep into the ancient palace, finally locating it. He was overjoyed and prepared to claim the weapon, but at that very moment, the sound of splitting air came from behind. A figure, moving like a bolt of lightning, rushed to a position directly above Lin Xuan. A hand, shaped like an eagle's talon, clawed down fiercely.
Sensing this power, Lin Xuan's expression changed. His figure flickered, and he dodged in an instant, leaving only an afterimage in his place. The eagle talon crushed the afterimage and tore into the earth below.
RUMBLE.
The ground cracked open, sending dust and debris flying. Lin Xuan retreated, staring at the uninvited guest with his brows tightly furrowed.
"To think you could dodge. Your speed is impressive, but so what? You can't escape my grasp." A figure emerged from the swirling dust.
Upon seeing him, Lin Xuan's face paled. "It's you!"
