Zhiran was certain that if he had been even a second late, he would have died without a doubt. Even his protective amulet would not have been enough.
That attack carried power approaching the late Foundation Realm.
A Qi Condensation cultivator had just been targeted by an attack unleashed with strength comparable to the late Foundation Realm.
Zhiran could not help but feel a chill run down his spine. He was truly lucky that his consciousness had warned him in time.
"Huh? Teleportation? No… how did you react in time?"
While Zhiran was alert, the assasin on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded.
In his long years of being an assassin, he hadn't missed once. This was all because he never looked down on his target.
Whether it was a Qi Condensation or a foundation realm cultivator, or even if the target was a mortal, he always gave his all.
