Chapter 151: Do You Trust Me?
"Shit! Damn of the Abyss!"
Shirley was stunned, her half-ghoulish face twisting with frustration and disbelief. She cursed.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
When they’d clashed earlier, Lordi’s footwork art had been agile, yes—devilishly quick in bursts. But this?
This was a slaughterhouse sprint.
He wasn’t just fast.
The young man’s crimson blur was faster than her Blood Burning Technique-enhanced pursuit. He’d left her choking on his dust, her Ninth-Layer cultivation mocked by the couple’s fleeting form.
"That’s no Outer Sect martial technique," she hissed, the realization slicing through her like a blade.
Her delicate fingers clenched around the bronze shield, knuckles whitening.
She couldn’t chase.